Think of it! Stella told me that and broke down.

Oh, if you had seen her! For Stella to give way--that alone must alarm her friends.
Oh, but the look of her! She sat by my side on the sofa, wringing her hands, with the tears pouring down her face ..." Thresk rose quickly from his chair.
"Thank you," he said, cutting her short.

He wanted to hear no more.

He held out his hand to her with a certain abruptness.
Mrs.Repton rose too.
"What are you going to do ?" she asked breathlessly.

"I must know I have a right to, I think.