He kept edging a little nearer to Lessingham.
"Both charges," the latter confessed, looking Sir Henry in the eyes, "are true." Then Philippa found herself.

She saw the sudden flash in her husband's eyes, the grim fury in Griffiths' face.

She stepped once more forward.
"Henry," she insisted, "you must listen to what I have to say." "We have had enough words," Griffiths interposed savagely.
Sir Henry ignored the interruption.
"I am listening, Philippa," he said calmly.
"It was my intention an hour ago to leave this place with Mr.Lessingham to-night," she told him deliberately.
"The devil it was!" Sir Henry muttered.
"As for the reason, you know it," she continued, her tone full of courage.

"I am willing to throw myself at your feet now, but all the same I was hardly treated.

I was made the scapegoat of your stupid promise.