'I bring bad news.

Let me see you for a minute downstairs.' Agnes immediately left the room.
Alone with Mrs.Ferrari, Mr.Troy permitted his natural kindness of heart to show itself on the surface at last.

He tried to make his peace with the courier's wife.
'You have every claim, my good soul, to resent a reflection cast upon your husband,' he began.

'I may even say that I respect you for speaking so warmly in his defence.

At the same time, remember, that I am bound, in such a serious matter as this, to tell you what is really in my mind.