"There _was_ a scene! You can imagine it! We all tried to behave at first, although of course it was immensely difficult. I don't think Seddon had in the least realized the kind of thing it would be. Then she--the old tyrant--could contain herself no longer and burst out concerning me, the blackguard I was and the rest of it. She was furious, you see, at Seddon taking my friendship with Rachel so quietly. He was _splendid_ about it! "Well, when she burst out about all the family cutting me and everybody casting me out, the opportunity was too good. I _couldn't_ help it. I had to tell her that Uncle John had been round that very afternoon to see me and that the family was holding out its arms." "What happened?" said Lizzie, as he paused. "She collapsed--altogether, completely. She never said another word--she just went." "You shouldn't have done it!" Lizzie cried, turning almost furiously upon him. "Oh! it was cruel--she was so old and all of you so young and strong." "Yes!" he answered her--"But think of the years that I've waited--the times she's given me, the suffering----" "No," interrupted Lizzie, quiet again now. "If you're weak enough to be pushed down by anybody like that, then you're weak enough to sink by your own fault, whether there's anyone there or no. She's been hard in her time, I dare say, but everything's left her now and she's ill and lonely. It was wrong of all of you. I shouldn't have thought Sir Roderick----" "He only wanted things to be straightened out," Breton said eagerly. "He didn't _intend_ to have a scene. But I expect you're right, Miss Rand, as you always are. I've been a brute, the most howling cad. But there's one thing--I don't think it's hurt my grandmother. She likes those scenes, and she's been none the worse since." "She's been much worse," said Lizzie gravely. "She's dying--She's going down to Beaminster on Monday." He stopped. "Oh! but I'm sorry ... That's dreadful ... I'd no idea. I'm always responsible----" He had sunk to such depths that she was compelled to raise him. "I don't think you need be disturbed, Mr. Breton. Something of the sort would have been certain to happen very soon. She would have found out in any case ... and there were other things, I know. Rachel----" "Ah!" he broke in, eager again and almost cheerful. "That was the wonderful thing. When I saw her there first with Seddon--I'd never met him before, you know--I felt angry and impatient. I wanted to carry her off--away from everybody. And then, when Seddon began to speak I lost all sense of Rachel's belonging to me. She seemed older, ever so far away from him, and he was so fine, so splendid about it all that I felt--I felt--well, that I'd do anything in the world for both of them--but never anything that could separate them or make him unhappy." "You can't separate them now," said Lizzie, "nobody can."