Chapter 71

Through her mind passed swift sentences: "_Yet another of us has disgraced him! My father and mother are not the only traitors of our name!_" In the rawness of her mental anguish every sense was unnaturally exaggerated. The ticking of Saxham's watch, that the furious beating of her heart could not drown, tormented by its iteration. And worst of all, was the consciousness of defilement in the physical sense. "Did not your mother give you my message?" Always pale, her pallor did not demand particular attention, s…