SheaccompaniedthelastwordsbyafarewelllookwhicharousedMrs。Vanboroughtofrenzy。ShesprangforwardandpreventedLadyJanefromleavingtheroom。
“No!“shesaid。“Youdon’tgoyet!“
Mr。Vanboroughcameforwardtointerfere。Hiswifeeyedhimwithaterriblelook，andturnedfromhimwithaterriblecontempt。
“Thatmanhaslied!“shesaid。“Injusticetomyself，Iinsistonprovingit!“Shestruckabellonatablenearher。Theservantcamein。“Fetchmywriting-deskoutofthenextroom。“Shewaited——withherbackturnedonherhusband，withhereyesfixedonLadyJane。Defenselessandaloneshestoodonthewreckofhermarriedlife，superiortothehusband’streachery，thelawyer’sindifference，andherrival’scontempt。Atthatdreadfulmomentherbeautyshoneoutagainwithagleamofitsoldglory。Thegrandwoman，whointheoldstagedayshadheldthousandsbreathlessoverthemimicwoesofthescene，stoodtheregranderthanever，inherownwoe，andheldthethreepeoplewholookedatherbreathlesstillshespokeagain。
Theservantcameinwiththedesk。ShetookoutapaperandhandedittoLadyJane。