A Mad Marriage
I threw off my shawl and bonnet, laughing for fear I should break down and cry, and took my seat. As I did so, there came a loud knock at the door. So loud, that Jessie nearly dropped the snub-nosed teapot.
"Good gracious, Joan! who is this?"
I walked to the door and opened it--then fell back aghast. For firelight and candlelight streamed full across the face of the lady I had seen at the House to Let.
"May I come in?"
She did not wait for permission. She walked in past me, straight to the fire, a