“At the end of the half-hour or more, I came downstairs.  As I reached the landing I suddenly heard her voice, raised entreatingly, and calling on him by his name—­then loud sobs—­then a frightful laughing and screaming, both together, that rang through the house.  I instantly ran into the room, and found Magdalen on the sofa in violent hysterics, and Frank standing staring at her, with a lowering, angry face, biting his nails.

“I felt so indignant—­without knowing plainly why, for I was ignorant, of course, of what had passed at the interview—­that I took Mr. Francis Clare by the shoulders and pushed him out of the room.  I am careful to tell you how I acted toward him, and what led to it; because I understand that he is excessively offended with me, and that he is likely to mention elsewhere what he calls my unladylike violence toward him.  If he should mention it to you, I am anxious to acknowledge, of my own accord, that I forgot myself—­not, I hope you will think, without some provocation.

“I pushed him into the hall, leaving Magdalen, for the moment, to Miss Garth’s care.  Instead of going away, he sat down sulkily on one of the hall chairs.  ‘May I ask the reason of this extraordinary violence?’ he inquired, with an injured look.  ‘No,’ I said.  ’You will be good enough to imagine the reason for yourself, and to leave us immediately, if you please.’  He sat doggedly in the chair, biting his nails and considering.  ‘What have I done to be treated in this unfeeling manner?’ he asked, after a while.  ‘I can enter into no discussion with you,’ I answered; ’I can only request you to leave us.  If you persist in waiting to see my sister again, I will go to the cottage myself and appeal to your father.’  He got up in a great hurry at those words.  ’I have been infamously used in this business,’ he said.  ’All the hardships and the sacrifices have fallen to my share.  I’m the only one among you who has any heart:  all the rest are as hard as stones—­Magdalen included.  In one breath she says she loves me, and in another she tells me to go to China.  What have I done to be treated with this heartless inconsistency?  I am consistent myself—­I only want to stop at home—­and (what’s the consequence?) you’re all against me!’ In that manner he grumbled his way down the steps, and so I saw the last of him.  This was all that passed between us.  If he gives you any other account of it, what he says will be false.  He made no attempt to return.  An hour afterward his father came alone to say good-by.  He saw Miss Garth and me, but not Magdalen; and he told us he would take the necessary measures, with your assistance, for having his son properly looked after in London, and seen safely on board the vessel when the time came.  It was a short visit, and a sad leave-taking.  Even Mr. Clare was sorry, though he tried hard to hide it.