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’
Do
you
want
money
?
’
’
Money
!
’
That
one
word
roused
the
sinking
spirit
of
the
courier
’
s
wife
.
She
recovered
her
courage
;
she
found
her
voice
.
’
Look
at
me
,
my
lady
,
if
you
please
,
’
she
said
,
with
a
sudden
outbreak
of
audacity
.
Lady
Montbarry
looked
round
for
the
third
time
.
The
fatal
words
passed
Mrs
.
Ferrari
’
s
lips
.
’
I
come
,
my
lady
,
to
acknowledge
the
receipt
of
the
money
sent
to
Ferrari
’
s
widow
.
’
Lady
Montbarry
’
s
glittering
black
eyes
rested
with
steady
attention
on
the
woman
who
had
addressed
her
in
those
terms
.
Not
the
faintest
expression
of
confusion
or
alarm
,
not
even
a
momentary
flutter
of
interest
stirred
the
deadly
stillness
of
her
face
.
She
reposed
as
quietly
,
she
held
the
screen
as
composedly
,
as
ever
.
The
test
had
been
tried
,
and
had
utterly
failed
.
There
was
another
silence
.
Lady
Montbarry
considered
with
herself
.
The
smile
that
came
slowly
and
went
away
suddenly
—
the
smile
at
once
so
sad
and
so
cruel
—
showed
itself
on
her
thin
lips
.
She
lifted
her
screen
,
and
pointed
with
it
to
a
seat
at
the
farther
end
of
the
room
.
’
Be
so
good
as
to
take
that
chair
,
’
she
said
.
Helpless
under
her
first
bewildering
sense
of
failure
—
not
knowing
what
to
say
or
what
to
do
next
—
Mrs
.
Ferrari
mechanically
obeyed
.
Lady
Montbarry
,
rising
on
the
sofa
for
the
first
time
,
watched
her
with
undisguised
scrutiny
as
she
crossed
the
room
—
then
sank
back
into
a
reclining
position
once
more
.
’
No
,
’
she
said
to
herself
,
’
the
woman
walks
steadily
;
she
is
not
intoxicated
—
the
only
other
possibility
is
that
she
may
be
mad
.
’
She
had
spoken
loud
enough
to
be
heard
.
Stung
by
the
insult
,
Mrs
.
Ferrari
instantly
answered
her
:
’
I
am
no
more
drunk
or
mad
than
you
are
!
’
’
No
?
’
said
Lady
Montbarry
.
’
Then
you
are
only
insolent
?
The
ignorant
English
mind
(
I
have
observed
)
is
apt
to
be
insolent
in
the
exercise
of
unrestrained
English
liberty
.
This
is
very
noticeable
to
us
foreigners
among
you
people
in
the
streets
.
Of
course
I
can
’
t
be
insolent
to
you
,
in
return
.
I
hardly
know
what
to
say
to
you
.
My
maid
was
imprudent
in
admitting
you
so
easily
to
my
room
.
I
suppose
your
respectable
appearance
misled
her
.
I
wonder
who
you
are
?
You
mentioned
the
name
of
a
courier
who
left
us
very
strangely
.
Was
he
married
by
any
chance
?
Are
you
his
wife
?
And
do
you
know
where
he
is
?
’
