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Go where you will, you'll find no better wife, better in every way
for _you_, than Constance Bride. You want a woman with plenty of
common sense as well as uncommon ability; the kind of woman that'll
keep you going steadily--up--up! Do you understand me?"
The effort with which she spoke was terrible. Her face began to
shine with moisture, and her mouth seemed to be parched. Lashmar
must have been of much sterner stuff for these vehement and
rough-cut sentences to make no impression upon him; he was held by
the dark, fierce eye, and felt in his heart that he had heard
truths.
"And mind this," continued Lady Ogram, leaning towards him.
"Constance's marriage alters nothing in what I had planned for her
before I knew you. She'll have her duties quite apart from your
interests and all you aim at. I know her; I'm not afraid to trust
her, even when she's married. She's honest--and that's what can be
said of few women. This morning I had a talk with her. She knows,
now, the responsibility I want her to undertake, and she isn't
afraid of it.


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