He was silent. The haggardness of Mrs. Linton's appearance smote him speechless, and he could only glance from her to me in horrified astonishment.
"She's been fretting here," I continued, "and eating scarcely anything, and never complaining: she would admit none of us till this evening, and so we couldn't inform you of her state, as we were not aware of it ourselves; but it is nothing."
I felt I uttered my explanations awkwardly; the master frowned. "It is nothing, is it, Ellen Dean?" he said sternly. "You shall account more clearly for keeping me ignorant of this!" And he took his wife in his arms, and looked at her with anguish.
At first she gave him no glance of recognition: he was invisible to her abstracted gaze. The delirium was not fixed, however; having weaned her eyes from contemplating the outer darkness, by degrees she centred her attention on him, and discovered who it was that held her.

Mrs. Linton's haggard appearance smote him speechless, and he could only glance from her to me in horrified astonishment.
'She's been fretting here,' I continued, 'and eating scarcely anything, and never complaining: she would let no-one in till this evening, and so we couldn't inform you of her state, as we were not aware of it ourselves; but it is nothing.'
'It is nothing, is it, Ellen Dean?' he said sternly. 'You shall account for keeping me ignorant of this!' He took his wife in his arms, and looked at her with anguish.
At first she gave him no glance of recognition: but by degrees she shifted her attention from the outer darkness and centred it on him.
