Chapter 16
Arthur would not leave the little village of Venning. Neither
Susie nor the doctor could get him to make any decision. None of
them spoke of the night which they had spent in the woods of Skene;
but it coloured all their thoughts, and they were not free for a
single moment from the ghastly memory of it. They seemed still to
hear the sound of that passionate weeping. Arthur was moody. When
he was with them, he spoke little; he opposed a stubborn resistance
to their efforts at diverting his mind. He spent long hours by
himself, in the country, and they had no idea what he did. Susie
was terribly anxious. He had lost his balance so completely that
she was prepared for any rashness. She divined that his hatred of
Haddo was no longer within the bounds of reason. The desir
