Lost Man's Lane by Anna Katharine Green

Never have keener or more conflicting emotions been awakened in my breast than by these simple words. But alive to the necessity of hiding my feelings from those about me, I gave no token of my surprise, but rather turned a stonier face than common upon the man who had caused it.

"Refuge?" I repeated. "He is there, then, of his own free will -- or yours?" I sarcastically added, not being able to quite keep down this reproach as I remembered the deception practised upon Lucetta.