From the moment when she had seen the two together, she knew that it was all over; further denial in the face of plain proofs would be useless indeed! Submission was the one alternative left.
"Miss Henley," she said, "if you can feel pity for another woman's sorrow and shame, let me have a last word with you--out of this man's hearing." There was nothing artificial in her tones or her looks; no acting could have imitated the sad sincerity with which she spoke.

Touched by that change, Iris accompanied her as she ascended the stairs.

After a little hesitation, Lord Harry followed them.

Mrs.Vimpany turned on him when they reached the drawing-room landing.

"Must I shut the door in your face ?" she asked.
He was as pleasantly patient as ever: "You needn't take the trouble to do that, my dear; I'll only ask your leave to sit down and wait on the stairs.