XIX
THE ACCUSED
Renewed assaults upon these interesting objets d'art were averted by sounds outside in the corridor.
Northcote imposed a superhuman control
on all his faculties that his agitation might be restrained,
when the door opened and two shadowy
figures, barely visible at first, crept silently into the
darkness of the room.
The two figures were those of women. By the time Northcote had evoked a sufficient force of will to meet their outline, the one that first encountered his glance was so brutalized and repulsive that his eyes were detained with a fascinated sense of horror. It belonged to a creature that was degraded, squat, coarse, insensitive. He felt almost the same reluctance in approaching it as he would a cobra.
She, however, was not the one whom Mr. Whitcomb, with all the polished readiness of the thoroughgoing man of the world, had advanced to meet, and to whom he had held out his hand. The young man heard with stupefaction, while his own gaze remained riveted to the features of the sibyl, the bland and courtier-like tones of the solicitor caressing and paying homage to a figure in the background, a figure which was still and silent, which he could not see.
This person, however, had no interest for North-
