AND THE UNREST CURE Erebus knew her brother well; she perceived that she was confronted by what she called his obstinacy; and though his brazen-faced admission had raised her to the very height of amazement and horror, she uttered no protest.

She knew that protest would be vain, that against his obstinacy she was helpless.

She wrung her hands and turned aside into the wood, overwhelmed by his defection from one of their loftiest ideals.
Then followed a period of strain.

She assumed an attitude of very haughty contempt toward the errant pair, devoted herself to Wiggins, and let them coldly alone.

From this attitude Wiggins was the chief sufferer: the Terror had the princess and the princess had the Terror; Erebus enjoyed her display of haughty contempt, but Wiggins missed the strenuous life, the rushing games, in which you yelled so heartily.