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The gay smile died on Lady Torringdor's face as she glanced at her husband. She had never seen that stern look on his good-natured face before, and conscience pricked her. What could Horace have heard to cause that harshness of feature? Usually he was easy with her to the verge of weakness. Now, he was regarding her as if she had been a detected criminal. She could not know what it cost him to play his part.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. "What mischief are you two plotting?"