Sabine Baring-Gould,
In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 40
“ Look!" She lifted the hair, worn low over her cheeks, and displayed one ear; the lobe was torn away. No one stirred in the ball-room; no one spoke. The fiddler stood with bow suspended over the strings, the flutist with fingers on all stops. Every eye was fixed on Judith. It was still in that room as though a ghost had passed through in winding-sheet. In this hush, Lady Knighton approached Judith, pointing still with trembling hand. ”
