L. T. Meade,
Stories of the Sanctuary Club…
“ Have you not noticed her yourself, Chetwynd? While her lips refuse to betray that fiend, her eyes speak volumes and when ever we have seen her, her misery has been apparent. If she is not already insane she soon will be, driven to it by that man's villainies. He is a monster in human shape.” “Like the Evil One, he has brains and knows how to use them,” said Chetwynd, gloomily. “Yes, I sympathize with every word you say, Cato, but how to solve the mystery, how to get at the truth is the puzzle. If Mrs. Kort cannot help us, to whom are we to apply?” ”
