No, father,
do not stop me, I /will/ speak my mind!
"And at last I determined that cost what it might I would yield.
Whether I could have carried out my determination God only knows. I
almost think that I should have killed myself upon my marriage day. I
made up my mind. Not five minutes ago the very words were upon my lips
that would have sealed my fate, when deliverance came. And now /go/. I
have done with you. Your money shall be paid to you, capital and
interest, down to the last farthing. I tender back my price, and
knowing you for what you are, I--I despise you. That is all I have to
say."
"Well, if that beant a master one," ejaculated George aloud.
Ida, who had never looked more beautiful than she did in this moment
of passion, turned to seat herself, but the tension of her feelings
and the torrent of her wrath and eloquence had been too much for her.
She would have fallen had not Harold, who had been listening amazed to
this overpowering outburst of nature, run up and caught her in his
arms.
As for Edward Cossey, he had shrunk back involuntarily beneath the
volume of her scorn, till he stood with his back against the panelled
wall. His face was white as a sheet; despair and fury shone in his
dark eyes. Never had he desired this woman more fiercely than he did
now, in the moment when he knew that she had escaped him for ever.
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