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Nest caught her lips between her teeth in an attempt to stifle the cry that seemed to force itself from her heart. Whatever happened she must be brave and steady, the observed of all observers. She felt the reassuring touch of Lugard's hand on her arm, the loving pressure of his fingers. He had done a fine and noble thing, and done it in a fine and noble way. For a second it flashed across her that Cecil might be acting out of pity, but the gaze in his eye and the smile on his face banished that thought. He stood with a look of possession--with the air of a man who feels that the world is well with him.
The great lady held out her hand in the frankest possible way to Nest.