“Can you put me on my guard against her?” he asked, after a long interval of silence. “Can you tell me her name?”
“I can only tell you what Mrs. Armadale told me,” answered Mr. Brock. “The woman acknowledged having been married in the long interval since she and her mistress had last met. But not a word more escaped her about her past life. She came to Mrs. Armadale to ask for money, under a plea of distress. She got the money, and she left the house, positively refusing, when the question was put to her, to mention her married name.”
“You saw her yourself in the village. What was she like?”
“She kept her veil down. I can’t tell you.”
“You can tell me what you did see?”
“Certainly. I saw, as she approached me, that she moved very gracefully, that she had a beautiful figure, and that s
