consulted my uncle about Anne? I don't think I did. I caught him alone
in this very room. I told him all I have told you. I showed him Anne's
letter. And I said, 'What do you think?' He took a little time (and a
great deal of snuff) before he would say what he thought. When he did
speak, he told me I might quite possibly be right in suspecting Anne's
husband to be a very abominable person. His keeping himself out of my
way was (just as I thought) a suspicious circumstance, to begin with.
And then there was the sudden extinguishing of the candles, when I first
went in. I thought (and Mrs. Inchbare thought) it was done by the wind.
Sir Patrick suspects it was done by the horrid man himself, to prevent
me from seeing him when I entered the room. I am firmly persuaded Sir
Patrick is right. What do _you_ think?"

"I think we had better go on," said Arnold, with his head down over his
book. "We seem to be forgetting Milton."

"How you do worry about Milton! That last bit wasn't as interesting as
the other. Is there any love in Paradise Lost?"

"Perhaps we may find some if we go on."

"Very well, then. Go on. And be quick about it."

Arnold was _so_ quick about it that he lost his place. Instead of going
on he went back. He read once more:

"In the beginning how the heavens and earth.
Rose out of Chaos or if Sion hill--"

"You read that before," said Blanche.