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Chapter X
Ferrariinstantlyansweredher:’Iamnomoredrunkormadthanyouare!’
’No?’saidLadyMontbarry.’Thenyouareonlyinsolent?TheignorantEnglishmind(Ihaveobserved)isapttobeinsolentintheexerciseofunrestrainedEnglishliberty.Thisisverynoticeabletousforeignersamongyoupeopleinthestreets.OfcourseIcan’tbeinsolenttoyou,inreturn.Ihardlyknowwhattosaytoyou.Mymaidwasimprudentinadmittingyousoeasilytomyroom.Isupposeyourrespectableappearancemisledher.Iwonderwhoyouare?Youmentionedthenameofacourierwholeftusverystrangely.Washemarriedbyanychance?Areyouhiswife?Anddoyouknowwhereheis?’
Mrs.Ferrari’sindignationburstitswaythroughallrestraints.Sheadvancedtothesofa;shefearednothing,inthefervourandrageofherreply.
’Iamhiswidow—andyouknowit,youwickedwoman!Ah!itwasanevilhourwhenMissLockwoodrecommendedmyhusbandtobehislordship’scourier—!’
Beforeshecouldaddanotherword,LadyMontbarrysprangfromthesofawiththestealthysuddennessofacat—seizedherbybothshoulders—andshookherwiththestrengthandfrenzyofamadwoman.’Youlie!youlie!youlie!’Shedroppedherholdatthethirdrepetitionoftheaccusation,andthrewupherhandswildlywithagestureofdespair.’Oh,JesuMaria!isitpossible?’shecried.’Canthecourierhavecometomethroughthatwoman?’SheturnedlikelightningonMrs.Ferrari,andstoppedherasshewasescapingfromtheroom.
