FIRST PERIOD: THE LOSS OF THE DIAMOND (1848)
20. CHAPTER XX
I left him, miserable enough, leaning on the sill of my window,
with his face hidden in his hands and Penelope peeping through the door,
longing to comfort him. In Mr. Franklin's place, I should have
called her in. When you are ill-used by one woman, there is great
comfort in telling it to another--because, nine times out of ten,
the other always takes your side. Perhaps, when my back was turned,
he did call her in? In that case it is only doing my daughter justice
to declare that she would stick at nothing, in the way of comforting
Mr. Franklin Blake.
In the meantime, Sergeant Cuff and I proceeded to my lady's room.
At the last conference we had held with her, we had found her
not over willing to lift her eyes from the book which she had on
the table. On this occasion there was a change for the better.
She met the Sergeant's eye with an eye that was as steady as his own.
The family spirit showed itself in every line of her face;
and I knew that Sergeant Cuff would meet his match, when a woman
like my mistress was strung up to hear the worst he could say