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           CouldsheleaveherfriendandbenefactresshelplessatLadyMontbarry’smercy?Shewasstillvainlyendeavouringtodecideonthecoursethatsheoughttofollow—whenagentleman,stoppingatMissLockwood’sdoor,happenedtolooktowardsthecab-window,andsawher.

           ’AreyougoingtocallonMissAgnestoo?’heasked.

           ItwasHenryWestwick.Mrs.Ferrariclaspedherhandsingratitudeassherecognisedhim.

           ’Goin,sir!’shecried.’Goin,directly.ThatdreadfulwomaniswithMissAgnes.Goandprotecther!’

           ’Whatwoman?’Henryasked.

           Theanswerliterallystruckhimspeechless.Withamazementandindignationinhisface,helookedatMrs.Ferrariasshepronouncedthehatednameof’LadyMontbarry.’’I’llseetoit,’wasallhesaid.Heknockedatthehouse-door;andhetoo,inhisturn,wasletin.