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'I don't want anybody to tell
me,' she said, 'that when a young woman is parted from her husband, the
chances are ten to one that she has been very foolish.'
'But what's a woman to do, if her husband beats her?' said Mrs Crumbie.
'Beat him again,' said Mrs MacHugh.
'And the husband will be sure to have the worst of it,' said Mr
Crumbie. 'Well, I declare, if you haven't turned up an honour again,
Miss Stanbury!'
'It was your wife that cut it to me, Mr Crumbie.' Then they were again
at once immersed in the play, and the name neither of Trevelyan nor
Osborne was heard till Miss Stanbury was marking her double under the
candlestick; but during all the pauses in the game the conversation
went back to the same topic, and when the rubber was over they who had
been playing it lost themselves for ten minutes in the allurements of
the interesting subject. It was so singular a coincidence that the lady
should have gone to Nuncombe Putney of all villages in England, and to
the house of Mrs Stanbury of all ladies in England.


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