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They had only just passed the door leading into Westminster Hall； however； when Tom sent a messenger hurrying after them。 An important witness had that minute been called； and Raeburn； who was； as usual； conducting his own case； could not possibly miss the evidence。
〃I can go alone；〃 said Erica。 〃Don't stop。〃
But even in his haste； Raeburn； glancing at the crowd of curious faces； was thoughtful for his child。
〃No；〃 he said； hurriedly。 〃Wait a moment； and I'll send some one to you。〃
She would have been wiser if she had followed him back into the court； but； having once escaped from the intolerable atmosphere； she was not at all inclined to return to it。 She waited where he had left her； just within Westminster Hall； at the top of the steps leading from the entrance to the court。 The grandeur of the place； its magnificent proportions； terminating in the great； upward sweep of steps； and the mellow stained window； struck her more than ever after coming from the crowded and inconvenient little court within。 The vaulted roof； with its quaintly carved angels； was for the most part dim and shadowy； but here and there a ray of sunshine； slanting in through the clerestory windows； changed the sombre tones to a golden splendor。 Erica； very susceptible to all high influences； was more conscious of the ennobling influence of light； and space； and beauty than of the curious eyes which were watching her from below。 But all at once her attention was drawn to a group of men who stood near her； and her thoughts were suddenly brought back to the hard； every…day world； from which for a brief moment she had escaped。 With a quick； apprehensive glance； she noted that among them was a certain Sir Algernon Wyte； a man who never lost an opportunity of insulting her father。
〃Did you see the fellow？〃 said one of the group。 〃He came to the door just now。〃
〃And left his fair daughter to be a spectacle to men and angels？〃 said Sir Algernon。
Then followed words so monstrous； so intolerable； that Erica； accustomed as she was to discourtesies； broke down altogether。 It was so heartless； so cruelly false； and she was so perfectly defenseless！ A wave of burning color swept over her face。 If she could but have gone away have hidden herself from those cruel eyes。 But her knees trembled so fearfully that； had she tried to move； she must have fallen。 Sick and giddy； the flights of steps looked to her like a precipice。 She could only lean for support against the gray…stone moldings of the door way； while tears； which for once she could not restrain； rushed to her eyes。 Oh！ If Tom or the professor； or some one would but come to her！ Such moments as those are not measured by earthly time； the misery seemed to her agelong though it was in reality brief enough for Brian； coming into Westminster Hall； had actually heard Sir Algernon's shameful slander； and pushing his way through the crowd； was beside her almost immediately。
The sight of his face checked her tears。 It positively frightened her by its restrained yet intense passion。
〃Miss Raeburn；〃 he said； in a clear； distinct voice； plainly heard by the group below； 〃this is not a fit place for you。 Let me take you home。〃
He spoke much more formally than was his wont； yet in his actions he used a sort of authority； drawing her hand within his arm； leading her rapidly through the crowd； which opened before them。 For that one bitter…sweet moment she belonged to him。 He was her sole； and therefore her rightful； protector。 A minute more； and they stood in Palace Yard。 He hastily called a hansom。
In the pause she looked up at him； and would have spoken her thanks； but something in his manner checked her。 He had treated her so exactly as if she belonged to him； that； to thank him seemed almost as absurd as it would have done to thank her father。 Then a sudden fear made her say instead：
〃Are you coming home？〃
〃I will come to see that you are safely back presently；〃 he said； in a voice unlike his own。 〃But I must see that man first。〃
〃No； no；〃 she said； beginning to tremble again。 〃Don't go back。 Please； please don't go！〃
〃I must；〃 he said； putting her into the hansom。 Then； speaking very gently。 〃Don't be afraid； I will be with you almost directly。〃
He closed the doors； gave the address to the driver； and turned away。
Erica was conscious of a vague relief as the fresh winter wind blew upon her。 She shut her eyes； that she might not see the passers…by； only longing to get away right away； somewhere beyond the reach of staring eyes and cruel tongues。 One evening years ago； she remembered coming out of St。 James's Hall with Tom； and having heard a woman in Regent Street insulted in precisely the same language that had been used to her today。 She remembered how the shrill； passionate cry had rung down the street： 〃How dare you insult me！〃 And remembered； too； how she had wondered whether perfect innocence would have been able to give that retort。 She knew now that her surmise had been correct。 The insult had struck her dumb for the time。 Even now； as the words returned to her with a pain intolerable； her tears rained down。 It seemed to her that for once she could no more help crying than she could have helped bleeding when cut。
Then once more her thoughts returned to Brian with a warmth of gratitude which in itself relieved her。 He was a man worth knowing； a friend worth having。 Yet how awful his face had looked as he came toward her。 Only once in her whole life had she seen such a look on a man's face。 She had seen it in her childhood on her father's face； when he had first heard of a shameful libel which affected those nearest and dearest to him。 She had been far too young to understand the meaning of it； but she well remembered that silent； consuming wrath； she remembered running away by herself with the sort of half…fearful delight of a child's new discovery 〃Now I know how men look when they KILL！〃
All at once； in the light of that old recollection； the truth dashed upon her。 She smiled through her tears； a soft glow stole over her face； a warmth found its way to her aching heart。 For at last the love of seven years had found its way to her。
She felt all in a glad tumult as that perception came to her。 It had； in truth； been an afternoon of revelations。 She had never until now in the least understood Brian's character； never in the least appreciated him。 And as to dreaming that his friendship had been love from the very first； it had never occurred to her。
The revelation did not bring her unalloyed happiness for there came a sharp pang as she recollected what he had gone back to do。 What if he should get into trouble on her behalf？ What if he should be hurt？ Accustomed always to fear for her father actual physical injury； her thoughts at once flew to the same danger for Brian。 But； however sick with anxiety； she was obliged； on reaching home； to try and copy out her article； which must be in type and upon thousands of breakfast tables by the next morning whether her heart ached or not； whether her life were rough or smooth。
In the meantime； Brian； having watched her cab drive off； turned back into Westminster Hall。 He could see nothing but the one vision which filled his brain the face of the girl he loved； a lovely； pure face suffused with tears。 He could hear nothing but that intolerable slander which filled his heart with a burning； raging indignation。 Straight as an arrow and as if by instinct； he made his way to the place where Sir Algernon and three or four companions were pacing to and fro。 He confronted them； bringing their walk to an enforced pause。
〃I am here to demand an apology for the words you spoke just now about Miss Raeburn；〃 he said； speaking in a voice which was none the less impressive because it trembled slightly as with a wrath restrained only by a great effort。
Sir Algernon； a florid； light…haired man of about thirty；〃 coolly stared at him for a moment。
〃Who may you be； sir； who take up the cudgels so warmly in Miss Raeburn's defense？〃
〃A man who will not hear a defenseless girl insulted；〃 said Brian； his voice rising。 〃Apologize！〃
〃Defenseless girl！〃 repeated the other in a tone so insufferable that Brian's passion leaped up like wild fire。
〃You vile blackguard！〃 he cried； 〃what you said was an infernal lie； and if you don't retract it this moment； I'll thrash you within an inch of your life。〃
Sir Algernon laughed and shrugged his shoulders。
〃'Pon my life！〃 he exclaimed； turning to one of his companions； 〃if I'd know that Miss Raeburn〃
But the sentence was never ended for； with a look of fury； Brian sprung at him； seized him by the collar of his coat； and holding him like a vise with one hand； with the other brought down his cane upon the slanderer's shoulders with such energy that the wretch writhed beneath it。
The on…lookers； being gentlemen and fully aware that Sir Algernon deserved all he was getting； stood by； not offering to interfere； perhaps in their hearts rather sympathizing with the stranger whose righteous indignation had about it a manliness that appealed to them。 Presently Sir Algernon ceased to kick； his struggles grew fainter。 Brian let his