No word for Wilfrid.
'This proves it,' Wilfrid said, with bitter coldness.

'All she says is false.

She does what she is ashamed of, and lies to conceal it for a few days or weeks.' 'Do not let us even yet be sure,' said Mrs.Baxendale, who was recovering her calmer judgment.
'I _am_ sure! Why should she keep the place secret?
She fears that I should follow her?
Could she not anywhere keep me off by her mere bidding?
Have I been brutally importunate?
What secret can exist that she might not disclose to me--that she was not bound to disclose?
I thought her incapable of a breath of falsehood, and she must have deceived me from the first, from the very first!' 'Wilfrid, that is impossible.

I cannot abandon my faith in Emily.

New you speak in this way, it convinces me that we are wrong, utterly and foolishly mistaken.