"Well, if you sat eating as though nothing mattered save your dinner I'm not surprised," said Juliana viciously. "If I were not so angry with her, the deceitful, sly wretch, I could pity her for all she must have undergone at your hands." "Seeing me eat was the least of her sufferings," answered the Marquis. "She underwent much, but it may interest you to know, Juliana, that she never treated me to the vapours, as you seem like to do." "Then I can only say, Vidal, that either she had no notion what a horrid brutal man you are, or that she is just a dull creature with no nerves at all." For a moment Vidal did not answer. Then he said in a level voice: "She knew." His lip curled. He glanced scornfully at his cousin. "Had I carried you off as I carried her you would have died of fright or hysterics, Juliana. Make no mistake, my dear; Mary was so desperately afraid she tried to put a bullet through me."