At the instant of his entrance she lifted her bare head, and across the face flushed with tears and prayers there flashed the look of haughty intolerance of his presence.

She had thought that he was locked up in one of the kitchens; she told him so, intensely offended that he should see her tears.

It was for that reason that she did not rise or come to the light, only commanding and imploring him to be gone.
'I am quite helpless, even if I wanted to harm you.' He spoke reproachfully, knowing instinctively that if she pitied him she would accept his pity.
'You have harmed us enough already,' she sighed; 'all the rest of our silver, all my dear father's silver is gone.

We found that out this morning, for what we had used for the feast had been put in a basket until we could store it away; it is all taken.' He was shocked and enraged to hear of this further loss.

He did not attempt to reason with her; he had ceased to reason with himself.
'You trusted me when you let me in last night,' he said.