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"You would have found Frederick Massingbird a less indulgent husband to
you than I have been," he firmly said. "But these remarks are
profitless, and will add to the comfort of neither you nor me. Sibylla,
I shall send, in your name, to pay this bill of Mrs. Duff's. Will you
give it me?"
"I dare say Benoite can find it, if you choose to ask her."
"And, my dear, let me beg of you not to contract these paltry debts.
There have been others, as you know. I do not like that Mrs. Verner's
name should be thus bandied in the village. What you buy in the village,
pay for at once."
"How can I pay while you stint me?"
"Stint you!" repeated Lionel, in amazement. "_Stint_ you!"
"It's nothing but stinting--going on at me as you do!" she sullenly
answered. "You would like to deprive me of the horses I have set my mind
upon! You know you would!"
"The horses you cannot have, Sibylla," he answered, his tone a decisive
one. "I have already said it."
It aroused her anger. "If you don't let me have the horses, and all
other things I want, I'll go where I can have them.


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