I saw the sister's face--a brilliantly beautiful face it was--brighter eyes and lips and more lovely auburn hair I have never seen--even Kit would have been plain and dowdy beside her--I saw it harden strangely.

A moment before, the two had been in one another's arms.

Now they stood apart, somehow chilled and disillusionised.

The shadow of the priest had fallen upon them--had come between them.
At this crisis the fourth person present asserted himself.

Hitherto he had stood silent just within the door: a plain man, plainly dressed, somewhat over sixty and grey-haired.