She passed through the hall, and out of the front-door to the lawn, whence she strolled around the house, keeping on the side farthest from the room occupied by her son.
"Hark!" whispered Ina, a moment after her mother had gone.
They all listened, and a swishing sound was distinctly audible.

It was the sound of regular, carefully measured blows.
"Amy went out so she should not hear," whispered Ina.

"Oh, Dear!" "It is harder for her than for anybody else because she has to uphold Arthur for doing what she knows is wrong," said Anna Carroll on the divan.

She spoke as if to herself, pressing her hands to her ears.
"Papa is doing just right," cried Charlotte, indignantly.

"How dare you speak so about papa, Anna ?" "There is no use in speaking at all," said Anna, wearily.