He waited a moment, and, finding that she did not answer him, bowed his head politely and went out.

I did not know it then, but I had seen him for the last time.
After he had gone, the lawyer, addressing Mr.Robert Nicholson, said that he had an application to make in reference to the woman Josephine Durand.
At the mention of that name my mistress hurriedly whispered a few words into her relation's ear.

He looked toward Mr.Philip Nicholson, who immediately advanced, offered his arm to my mistress, and led her out.
I was about to follow, when Mr.Dark stopped me, and begged that I would wait a few minutes longer, in order to give myself the pleasure of seeing "the end of the case." In the meantime, the justice had pronounced the necessary order to have the quadroon brought back.

She came in, as bold and confident as ever.
Mr.Robert Nicholson looked away from her in disgust and said to the lawyer: "Your application is to have her committed for perjury, of course ?" "For perjury ?" said Josephine, with her wicked smile.

"Very good.