They all felt the intolerable injustice, as it appeared
to them, of their subjection to the caprice of an unreasonable and
ill-conditioned man; but to all of them it seemed plain enough that in
this matter the husband must exercise his own will at any rate, till
Sir Marmaduke should be in England. There were many difficulties
throughout the day. Mrs Trevelyan would not go down to dinner, sending
word that she was ill, and that she would, if she were allowed, have
some tea in her own room. And Nora said that she would remain with her
sister. Priscilla went to them more than once; and late in the evening
they all met in the parlour. But any conversation seemed to he
impossible; and Mrs Trevelyan, as she went up to her room at night,
again declared that she would rid the house of her presence as soon as
possible.
One thing, however, was done on that melancholy day. Mrs Trevelyan
wrote to her husband, and enclosed Colonel Osborne's letter to herself,
and a copy of her reply. The reader will hardly require to be told that
no such further letter had been written by her as that of which Bozzle
had given information to her husband.
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