’Mrs. Veale, I am not generally accounted a generous man, but I pride myself on being a just man. You have told me over and over again that you have served me faithfully for fifteen years. Well, you have had your way. You served me in your own fashion, with your head full of your own plans. You wanted to catch me, but the wary bird don’t hop on the limed twig, to use your own expressions. I don’t see that I’m much in your debt; if you are disappointed in the failure of your plans, that’s your look-out; you should have seen earlier that nothing was to be made out of me. Now I am ready to stretch a point with you. You have robbed me. Fortunately for me, I’ve got my money and box back before you have been able to make off with it. What were you waiting for? For my death? For my marriage? Were you going to finish me because I had not been snared by your blandishments? I believe you intended to poison me.’ ’It’s a lie!’ said Mrs. Veale hoarsely, trembling in every limb, and with flickering lips and eyes and nostrils and fluttering hair. ’Very well. I am content to believe so. I can, if I choose, proceed against you at once—have you locked up this very night for your theft. But I am willing to deal even generously with you. It may be I have overlooked your many services; I may have repaid them scantily. You may be bitterly disappointed because I have not made you mistress of this house, and I will allow that I didn’t keep you at arm’s length as I should, finding you useful. Very well. The door is open. You shall go away and none shall follow, on one condition.’ He looked fixedly at her, and her quivering became more violent. She did not ask what his condition was. She knew. ’Finish this bowl, and convince me you were not bent on my murder.’ She put out her hands to cover her face, but they trembled so that she could not hold them over her eyes. ’If you refuse, I shall know the whole depth of your wickedness, and you shall only leave this room under arrest. If you accept, the moor is before you; go over it where you will.’ He held the bowl to her. Then her trembling ceased—ceased as by a sudden spasm. She was still, set in face as if frozen; and her eyes, that glared on her master, were like pieces of ice. She said nothing, but took the bowl and put it to her lips, and, with her eyes on him, she drained it to the dregs. Then the shivering, like a palsy, came over her again. ’Let me go,’ she said huskily. ’Let none follow. Leave me in peace.’ Langford opened the door and went back into the parlour. Mrs. Veale stole out after him, and those in the sitting-room heard her going down the passage like a bird, flapping against the walls on each side. ’Where is she going?’ asked Charles. ’She is not to escape us. She’s such a bad un, trying to involve me.’ ’I’ve forgiven her.’ answered Langford in a surly tone. ’I mayn’t be over generous, but I’m just.’