Her brave Lionel--standing there before her in all the pride of his strength and his beauty--_he_ sacrifice himself to Sibylla West! Of the two, Therese might have been the less dreadful to the mind of Lady Verner.
A quarrel ensued.

Stay--that is a wrong word.

It was not a quarrel, for Lady Verner had all the talking, and Lionel would not respond angrily; he kept his lips pressed together lest he should.

Never had Lady Verner been moved to make a like scene.

She reproached, she sobbed, she entreated.