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’
Go
in
,
sir
!
’
she
cried
.
’
Go
in
,
directly
.
That
dreadful
woman
is
with
Miss
Agnes
.
Go
and
protect
her
!
’
’
What
woman
?
’
Henry
asked
.
The
answer
literally
struck
him
speechless
.
With
amazement
and
indignation
in
his
face
,
he
looked
at
Mrs
.
Ferrari
as
she
pronounced
the
hated
name
of
’
Lady
Montbarry
.
’
’
I
’
ll
see
to
it
,
’
was
all
he
said
.
He
knocked
at
the
house
-
door
;
and
he
too
,
in
his
turn
,
was
let
in
.
’
Lady
Montbarry
,
Miss
.
’
Agnes
was
writing
a
letter
,
when
the
servant
astonished
her
by
announcing
the
visitor
’
s
name
.
Her
first
impulse
was
to
refuse
to
see
the
woman
who
had
intruded
on
her
.
But
Lady
Montbarry
had
taken
care
to
follow
close
on
the
servant
’
s
heels
.
Before
Agnes
could
speak
,
she
had
entered
the
room
.
’
I
beg
to
apologise
for
my
intrusion
,
Miss
Lockwood
.
I
have
a
question
to
ask
you
,
in
which
I
am
very
much
interested
.
No
one
can
answer
me
but
yourself
.
’
In
low
hesitating
tones
,
with
her
glittering
black
eyes
bent
modestly
on
the
ground
,
Lady
Montbarry
opened
the
interview
in
those
words
.
Without
answering
,
Agnes
pointed
to
a
chair
.
She
could
do
this
,
and
,
for
the
time
,
she
could
do
no
more
.
All
that
she
had
read
of
the
hidden
and
sinister
life
in
the
palace
at
Venice
;
all
that
she
had
heard
of
Montbarry
’
s
melancholy
death
and
burial
in
a
foreign
land
;
all
that
she
knew
of
the
mystery
of
Ferrari
’
s
disappearance
,
rushed
into
her
mind
,
when
the
black
-
robed
figure
confronted
her
,
standing
just
inside
the
door
.
The
strange
conduct
of
Lady
Montbarry
added
a
new
perplexity
to
the
doubts
and
misgivings
that
troubled
her
.
There
stood
the
adventuress
whose
character
had
left
its
mark
on
society
all
over
Europe
—
the
Fury
who
had
terrified
Mrs
.
Ferrari
at
the
hotel
—
inconceivably
transformed
into
a
timid
,
shrinking
woman
!
Lady
Montbarry
had
not
once
ventured
to
look
at
Agnes
,
since
she
had
made
her
way
into
the
room
.
Advancing
to
take
the
chair
that
had
been
pointed
out
to
her
,
she
hesitated
,
put
her
hand
on
the
rail
to
support
herself
,
and
still
remained
standing
.
’
Please
give
me
a
moment
to
compose
myself
,
’
she
said
faintly
.
Her
head
sank
on
her
bosom
:
she
stood
before
Agnes
like
a
conscious
culprit
before
a
merciless
judge
.
The
silence
that
followed
was
,
literally
,
the
silence
of
fear
on
both
sides
.
In
the
midst
of
it
,
the
door
was
opened
once
more
—
and
Henry
Westwick
appeared
.
He
looked
at
Lady
Montbarry
with
a
moment
’
s
steady
attention
—
bowed
to
her
with
formal
politeness
—
and
passed
on
in
silence
.
At
the
sight
of
her
husband
’
s
brother
,
the
sinking
spirit
of
the
woman
sprang
to
life
again
.
Her
drooping
figure
became
erect
.
Her
eyes
met
Westwick
’
s
look
,
brightly
defiant
.
She
returned
his
bow
with
an
icy
smile
of
contempt
.
