But don't you know, can't you understand, what it is to me to see you devoted to another woman?
You may be changed, but I am always the same, and I--I--" And here she buried her face in her hands and went into a flood of tears.
Tristram was overcome with confusion and horror.

He loathed scenes.
Good heavens! If any one should come along! "Laura, for goodness' sake! My dear girl, don't cry!" he exclaimed.

He felt he would say anything to comfort her, and get over the chance of some one seeing this hateful exhibition.
But she continued to sob.

She had caught sight of Zara's figure on the landing above, and her vengeful spirit desired to cause trouble, even at a cost to herself.

Zara had been perfectly ready, all but her hat, and had hurried exceedingly to be in time, and thus had not been five minutes after her husband.
"Tristram!" wailed Laura, and, putting up her hands, placed them on his shoulders.