de was still raging I did not hear it. I was
listening to the confused sounds that came from the sitting-room.
My husband was pacing to and fro, muttering oaths, knocking against the
furniture, breaking things. At one moment there was a crash of glass, as
if he had helped himself to brandy and then in his ungovernable passion
flung the decanter into the fire grate.
Somebody knocked at the sitting-room. It must have been a waiter, for
through the wall I heard the muffled sound of a voice asking if there
had been an accident. My husband swore at the man and sent him off.
Hadn't he told him not to come until he was rung for?
At length, after half an hour perhaps, my husband knocked at the door of
my little room.
"Are you there?" he asked.
I made no answer.
"Open the door."
I sat motionless.
"You needn't be afraid. I'm not going to do anything. I've something to
say."
Still I made no reply. My husband went away for a moment and then came
back.
"If you are determined not to open the door I must say what I've got to
say from here. Are you listening?"
Sitting painfully rigid I answered that I was.
Then he told me that what I was doing would entitle him to annul our
marriage--in the eyes of the Church at all events.
If he thought that threat would intimidate me he was mistaken--a wave of
secret joy coursed through me.
"It won't matter much to me--I'll take care it won't--but it will be a
degrading business for you--invalidity and all that. Are you prepared
for it?"
I continued to sit silent and motionless.
"I daresay we shall both be laughed at, but I cannot help that. We can't
possibly live together on terms like these."
Another wave of joy coursed through me.
"Anyhow I intend to know before I leave the island how things are to be.
I'm not going to take you away until I get some satisfaction. You
understand?"
I listened, almost without breathing, but I did not reply.
"I'm think of writing a letter to your father, and sending Hobson with
it in
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