When she was told--as told she must be--of the dreadful delusion into which she had fallen, what would be the result to Oscar?
what would be the effect on herself?
I own I shrank from pursuing the inquiry.
When we reached the turn in the valley, I looked back at Browndown for the last time.

The twin-brothers were still in the place at which we had left them.

Though the faces were indistinguishable, I could still see the figures plainly--Oscar sitting crouched up on the wall; Nugent erect at his side, with one hand laid on his shoulder.

Even at that distance, the types of the two characters were expressed in the attitudes of the two men.

As we entered the new winding of the valley which shut them out from view, I felt (so easy is it to comfort a woman!) that the commanding position of Nugent had produced its encouraging impression on my mind.
"He will find a way out of it," I said to myself, "Nugent will help us through!".