The snow did not stick long, the ground being still too warm for it to do so, and melted to muddy slush. Lord Trilby, notified by his butler of unexpected arrivals, emerged from his study into the entry hall. He paused before bringing himself to the notice of his friends. The gentlemen brushed po...
The thought of it made Tess cry. She cried often now…silently, without emotion, as if the tears were the slow upwelling of blood from a wound. In the dark gallery, in the fingers of sunlight that crept under the doors, she could just see the malevolent, pale stares of the huge portraits of Ashlan...