All was quiet in the tiny hamlet as she went along the road. A blaze of light shone from the tap-room window where the fathers of families were talking together, and within Mr. Nugent's shuttered shop she could see through the doorway the grocer himself in his shirt-sleeves, shifting something on the counter. So great was the tension to which she had strung herself that she did not even envy the ordinariness of these people: they appeared to be in some other world, not attainable by herself. These were busied with domestic affairs, with beer or cheese or gossip. Her task was of another kind: so much she knew; and as to what that task was, she was about to learn. As she turned the corner, the figure she expected was waiting there; and she could see in the deep twilight that he lifted his hat to her. She went straight up to him. "Yes," she said, "I have seen for myself. You are right so far. Now tell me what to do." It was no time for conventionality. She did not ask why the solicitor was there. It was enough that he had come. "Walk this way then with me," he said. "Now tell me what you have seen." "I have seen a change I cannot describe at all. It's just someone else--not Laurie at all. I don't understand it in the least. But I just want to know what to do. I have written to Father Mahon to come." He was silent for a step or two. "I cannot tell you what to do. I must leave that to yourself. I can only tell you what not to do." "Very well." "Miss Deronnais, you are magnificent...! There, it is said. Now then. You must not get excited or frightened whatever happens. I do not believe that you are in any danger--not of the ordinary kind, I mean. But if you want me, I shall be at the inn. I have taken rooms there for a night or so. And you must not yield to him interiorly. I wonder if you understand." "I think I shall understand soon. At present I understand nothing. I have said I cannot dine with him." "But--" "I cannot ... before the servants. One of them at least suspects something. But I will sit with him afterwards, if that is right." "Very good. You must be with him as much as you can. Remember, it is not the worst yet. It is to prevent that worst happening that you must use all the power you've got." "Am I to speak to him straight out? And what shall I tell Father Mahon?" "You must use your judgment. Your object is to fight on his side, remember, against this thing that is obsessing him. Miss Deronnais, I must give you another warning." She bowed. She did not wish to use more words than were necessary. The strain was frightful.