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Something that was almost malign gleamed for a moment in Saton's eyes. "It is true," he said, "that the person I spoke of is a woman, but as she is at least sixty years old, and can only walk with the help of a stick, I do not think that she would be apt to disturb the moral prejudices of your friends." "What has she to do with you?" Rochester asked, a little shortly.
Rachael said nothing. Her lips moved, but no sound came. Only her eyes flashed unutterable things. Upon the somewhat hysterical silence came the sound of Saton's voice cold, decisive. "Lois," he said, "what my mother has advised would make me very happy. Will you remember that I wish it? Will you remember that?" "Yes!" she faltered.
And there are many others. If all the poor women whom you have robbed," Rochester continued, "had had the common sense of my wife, and brought the matter to their husbands, you would probably have been a guest of His Majesty some time ago." Such fear as had at first drawn the color from Saton's cheeks, and filled his eyes with terror, passed quickly away.
Remember I heard the words trembling upon his lips, and I saw your face!" Saton did not move, nor did he speak for a moment. His cheeks were a little pale, but he gave no sign of being moved. The woman's face was like the face of a sphinx, withered and emotionless. Her eyes were fixed upon Saton's. "You have spoken to me before somewhat in this strain, sir," Saton said.
Saton Captain Vandermere. I don't know whether you remember him." The two men exchanged the briefest of greetings. Saton's was civil enough. Vandermere's was morose, almost discourteous. "Let me persuade you to change your mind," Saton said, speaking slowly, and with his eyes fixed upon Lois. "The Comtesse would be so disappointed if she knew that you had passed this way and had not entered."
He had not kept his word. Rochester rose to his feet with a little exclamation. "He shall tell me!" he muttered to himself, "or I will expose him, if I have to turn detective and follow him round the world." He swung round again across the Park toward Mayfair, and rang the bell at Saton's new house. Mr. Saton was not at home, he was informed, but was expected back at any moment.