Mary Quince was in waiting, and tea made.
'Tell her to come back in a few minutes; I wish to say a word to you,' said Lady Knollys.
The maid accordingly withdrew.
Lady Knollys' eyes followed her till she closed the door behind her.
'I'm going in the morning.' 'So soon!' 'Yes, dear; I could not stay; in fact, I should have gone tonight, but it was too late, and I leave instead in the morning.' 'I am so sorry--so _very_ sorry,' I exclaimed, in honest disappointment, and the walls seemed to darken round me, and the monotony of the old routine loomed more terrible in prospect.
'So am I, dear Maud.' 'But can't you stay a little longer; _won't_ you ?' 'No, Maud; I'm vexed with Austin--very much vexed with your father; in short, I can't conceive anything so entirely preposterous, and dangerous, and insane as his conduct, now that his eyes are quite opened, and I must say a word to you before I go, and it is just this:--you must cease to be a mere child, you must try and be a woman, Maud: now don't be frightened or foolish, but hear me out.

That woman--what does she call herself--Rougierre?
I have reason to believe is--in fact, from circumstances, _must_ be your enemy; you will find her very deep, daring, and unscrupulous, I venture to say, and you can't be too much on your guard.

Do you quite understand me, Maud ?' 'I do,' said I, with a gasp, and my eyes fixed on her with a terrified interest, as if on a warning ghost.
'You must bridle your tongue, mind, and govern your conduct, and command even your features.

It is hard to practise reserve; but you must--you must be secret and vigilant.

Try and be in appearance just as usual; don't quarrel; tell her nothing, if you do happen to know anything, of your father's business; be always on your guard when with her, and keep your eye upon her everywhere.