She attempted to throw herself on her knees at his feet. He sprung from
his seat and checked her, holding her with both his hands, raising her
as he rose himself. In the words which had just escaped her, in the
startling action which had accompanied them, the truth burst on him. The
guilty woman she had spoken of was herself!
While she was almost in his arms, while her bosom was just touching his,
before a word more had passed his lips or hers, the library door opened.
Lady Janet Roy entered the room.