‘Yes, I know,’ she returned, in a low voice; ’but we shall be at Bournemouth before then.  Will you bid him good-bye for me, Ursula, and say that I hope his visit has rested and refreshed him?  He was not very well, you told me.’

’No, but he is better now:  he writes very cheerfully.  Gladys, when you come back you will be stronger, I hope.  I really do hope you will resume your work then; it will be far better for you to do so.’

‘You cannot judge,’ she said gently.  ’I am afraid that I shall be unable to do that.’  And somehow her manner closed the subject; but I was determined to make her speak on another subject.

‘I want to tell you something that I think you ought to know,’ I began, rather abruptly.  ‘Mrs. Maberley spoke to me about your brother Eric.’

‘Ursula!’

’I could not let you go away and not know this:  it did not seem honest.  It has troubled me a great deal.  Mrs. Maberley would tell me, and she told it so nicely; and Mr. Hamilton is aware that I know, and I am afraid he is not pleased about it.’

She put up her hands to her face for a moment, with a gesture full of distress.

‘I meant to tell you myself,’ she said, in a stifled voice, ’but not now; not until I felt stronger.’

’And now you will not have that pain, Gladys.  I think you ought to be relieved that some one else has told me.’  But she shook her head.

’How do I know what they said?  And Giles is aware of it, you say.  Oh, Ursula, for pity’s sake, tell me, has he talked to you about Eric?’

’No, no, not in the way you mean:  he only said that we must not judge or misjudge other people.  He seemed afraid that I should misjudge him.’

’Oh, I am thankful to know that.  I could not bear to have the poor boy discussed between you two.  Giles would have made you believe everything, he has such a way with him, and you would not know any better.  Oh, Ursula,’ in a piteous voice, ’you must not listen to them; they are all so hard on my poor darling.  Faulty as he was, he was innocent of the crime laid to his charge; they have accused him falsely.  Eric never took that cheque.’

I could see she was strongly agitated.  Her delicate throat swelled with emotion, and she took hold of my hands and held them tightly, and her large blue-gray eyes were fixed on my face with such a beseeching expression that I could have promised to believe anything.  And yet she was right.  Mr. Hamilton had a way with him that influenced people strongly; he could speak with a power and authority that seemed to dominate one in spite of one’s self.  It has always appeared to me that we poor women are easily silenced and subjugated by a strong masculine will.  It is difficult to assert a timid individuality in the presence of a regnant force.

I answered her as gently as I could.  ’Dear Gladys, you will make yourself ill.  Will it give you any relief to speak out?  I will listen to anything you have to say.’