ou_ had any
communication with Lady Janet?"

Mercy replied by showing him his aunt's note. He read it carefully
through.

"Did I not tell you," he said, "that she would find some excuse for
refusing to hear your confession? She begins by delaying it, simply to
gain time for something else which she has it in her mind to do. When
did you receive this note? Soon after you went upstairs?"

"About a quarter of an hour after, as well as I can guess."

"Do you know what happened down here after you left us?"

"Horace told me that Lady Janet had offered Miss Roseberry the use of
her boudoir."

"Any more?"

"He said that you had shown her the way to the room."

"Did he tell you what happened after that?"

"No."

"Then I must tell you. If I can do nothing more in this serious state
of things, I can at least prevent your being taken by surprise. In
the first place, it is right you should know that I had a motive for
accompanying Miss Roseberry to the boudoir. I was anxious (for your
sake) to make some appeal to her better self--if she had any better
self to address. I own I had doubts of my success--judging by what I
had already seen of her. My doubts were confirmed. In the ordinary
intercourse of life I should merely have thought her a commonplace,
uninteresting woman. Seeing her as I saw her while we were alone--in
other words, penetrating below the surface--I have never, in all my sad
experience, met with such a hopelessly narrow, mean, and low nature as
hers. Understanding, as she could not fail to do, what the sudden change
in Lady Janet's behavior toward her really meant, her one idea was to
take the cruelest possible advantage of it. So far from feeling any
consideration for _you_, she was only additionally imbittered toward
you. She protested against your being permitted to claim the merit of
placing her in her right position here by your own voluntary avowal of
the truth. She insisted on publicly denouncing you, and on forcing Lady
Janet to dismiss you, unheard, before the whole household! 'Now I can
have my revenge! At last Lady Janet is afraid of me!' Those were her own
words--I am almost ashamed to repeat them--those, on my honor, were
her own words! Every possible humiliation to be heaped on you; no
consideration to be shown for Lady Janet's age and Lady Janet's
position; nothing, absolutely nothing, to be allowed to interfere with
Miss Roseberry's vengeance and Miss Roseberry's triumph! There is this
w