`` As for the rest , I 'm not going to discuss it with you . When I hear from Phillippa 's own lips that she cares for another man I 'll believe it -- and not before . '' `` You 'll never hear it from her lips , '' said I. Isabella gave me a venomous look . `` You 'll not see Phillippa until she is a better man 's wife , '' she said stubbornly , `` and I order you to leave my house , Owen Blair ! '' `` No ! '' It was Mark Foster who spoke . He had n't said a word ; but he came forward now , and stood before Owen . Such a difference as there was between them ! But he looked Owen right in the face , quiet-like , and Owen glared back in fury . `` Will it satisfy you , Owen , if Phillippa comes down here and chooses between us ? '' `` Yes , it will , '' said Owen . Mark Foster turned to me . `` Go and bring her down , '' said he . Isabella , judging Phillippa by herself , gave a little moan of despair , and Owen , blinded by love and hope , thought his cause was won . But I knew my dearie too well to be glad , and Mark Foster did , too , and I hated him for it . I went up to my dearie 's room , all pale and shaking . When I went in she came to meet me , like a girl going to meet death . `` Is -- it -- time ? '' she said , with her hands locked tight together . I said not a word , hoping that the unlooked-for sight of Owen would break down her resolution .
I just held out my hand XXXXX her , and led her downstairs .
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