Oh! It was as much as I could do
not to rush out and dash the glass from his hands. Lord Harry said
nothing."
"My dear, do you not understand what you have got to do?"
Fanny made no reply.
"Consider--my husband---Lord Harry--neither of them knows that you were
present. You can return with the greatest safety; and then whatever
happens, you will be at hand to protect my lady. Consider, again, as
her maid, you can be with her always--in her own room; at night;
everywhere and at all times; while Mr. Mountjoy could only be with her
now and then, and at the price of not quarrelling with her husband."
"Yes," said Fanny.
"And you are strong, and Mr. Mountjoy is weak and ill."
"You think that I should go back to Passy?"
"At once, without the delay of an hour. Lady Harry started last night.
Do you start this evening. She will thus have you with her twenty-four
hours after her arrival."
Fanny rose.
"I will go," she said. "It terrifies me even to think of going back to
that awful cottage with that dreadful man. Yet I will go. Mrs. Vimpany,
I know that it will be of no use. Whatever is going to happen now will
happen without any power of mine to advance or to prevent.
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