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"Are you aware," he asked, "of what is going on downstairs?""I have not left my room," she answered."I know that Lady Janet has deferred the explanation which I had promised to give her, and I know no more.""Has nobody told you what Lady Janet did after you left us? Has nobody told you that she politely placed her own boudoir at the disposal of the very woman whom she had ordered half an hour before to leave the house? Do you really not know that Mr.Julian Gray has himself conducted this suddenly-honored guest to her place of retirement? and that I am left alone in the midst of these changes, contradictions, and mysteries--the only person who is kept out in the dark?""It is surely needless to ask me these questions," said Mercy, gently."Who could possibly have told me what was going on below stairs before you knocked at my door?"He looked at her with an ironical affectation of surprise.

"You are strangely forgetful to-day," he said."Surely your friend Mr.Julian Gray might have told you? I am astonished to hear that he has not had his private interview yet.""I don't understand you, Horace."

"I don't want you to understand me," he retorted, irritably."The proper person to understand me is Julian Gray.I look to him to account to me for the confidential relations which seem to have been established between you behind my back.He has avoided me thus far, but I shall find my way to him yet."His manner threatened more than his words expressed.In Mercy's nervous condition at the moment, it suggested to her that he might attempt to fasten a quarrel on Julian Gray.

"You are entirely mistaken," she said, warmly."You are ungratefully doubting your best and truest friend.I say nothing of myself.You will soon discover why I patiently submit to suspicions which other women would resent as an insult.""Let me discover it at once.Now! Without wasting a moment more!"There had hitherto been some little distance between them.Mercy had listened, waiting on the threshold of her door; Horace had spoken, standing against the opposite wall of the corridor.When he said his last words he suddenly stepped forward, and (with something imperative in the gesture) laid his hand on her arm.The strong grasp of it almost hurt her.She struggled to release herself.

"Let me go!" she said."What do you mean?"He dropped her arm as suddenly as he had taken it.

"You shall know what I mean," he replied."A woman who has grossly outraged and insulted you--whose only excuse is that she is mad--is detained in the house at your desire, I might almost say at your command, when the police officer is waiting to take her away.I have a right to know what this means.I am engaged to marry you.If you won't trust other people, you are bound to explain yourself to Me.I refuse to wait for Lady Janet's convenience.I insist (if you force me to say so)--I insist on knowing the real nature of your connection with this affair.You have obliged me to follow you here; it is my only opportunity of speaking to you.You avoid me; you shut yourself up from me in your own room.I am not your husband yet--I have no right to follow you in.But there are other rooms open to us.The library is at our disposal, and I will take care that we are not interrupted.I am now going there, and I have a last question to ask.You are to be my wife in a week's time: will you take me into your confidence or not?"To hesitate was, in this case, literally to be lost.Mercy's sense of justice told her that Horace had claimed no more than his due.She answered instantly:

"I will follow you to the library, Horace, in five minutes."Her prompt and frank compliance with his wishes surprised and touched him.He took her hand.

She had endured all that his angry sense of injury could say.His gratitude wounded her to the quick.The bitterest moment she had felt yet was the moment in which he raised her hand to his lips, and murmured tenderly, "My own true Grace!" She could only sign to him to leave her, and hurry back into her own room.

Her first feeling, when she found herself alone again, was wonder--wonder that it should never have occurred to her, until he had himself suggested it, that her betrothed husband had the foremost right to her confession.Her horror at owning to either of them that she had cheated them out of their love had hitherto placed Horace and Lady Janet on the same level.She now saw for the first time that there was no comparison between the claims which they respectively had on her.She owned an allegiance to Horace to which Lady Janet could assert no right.Cost her what it might to avow the truth to him with her own lips, the cruel sacrifice must be made.

Without a moment's hesitation she put away her writing materials.It amazed her that she should ever have thought of using Julian Gray as an interpreter between the man to whom she was betrothed and herself.Julian's sympathy (she thought) must have made a strong impression on her indeed to blind her to a duty which was beyond all compromise, which admitted of no dispute!

She had asked for five minutes of delay before she followed Horace.It was too long a time.

Her one chance of finding courage to crush him with the dreadful revelation of who she really was, of what she had really done, was to plunge headlong into the disclosure without giving herself time to think.The shame of it would overpower her if she gave herself time to think.

She turned to the door to follow him at once.

Even at that terrible moment the most ineradicable of all a woman's instincts--the instinct of personal self-respect--brought her to a pause.She had passed through more than one terrible trial since she had dressed to go downstairs.Remembering this, she stopped mechanically, retraced her steps, and looked at herself in the glass.

There was no motive of vanity in what she now did.The action was as unconscious as if she had buttoned an unfastened glove, or shaken out a crumpled dress.Not the faintest idea crossed her mind of looking to see if her beauty might still plead for her, and of trying to set it off at its best.

A momentary smile, the most weary, the most hopeless, that ever saddened a woman's face, appeared in the reflection which her mirror gave her back."Haggard, ghastly, old before my time!" she said to herself."Well! better so.He will feel it less--he will not regret me."With that thought she went downstairs to meet him in the library.

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