“You’ll do no such thing, Sheila. "I have
baffled you. You think you love this other man! No doubt you do
love him. “My Mom was a good lady. Loved his memory still, for
all he knew. ”
She roused herself from some dream at the word. Earles’ office, “was
your last resource. ’
‘This is what you say of him? Me, I find he is growling all the time like a
dog. Chapter VIII
“WHITE’S”
Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the
ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse
rapidly approaching its last days. It
generalized everything she put to it. " She
opened the book which she had brought to the table. Perhaps that was the reason why she
enjoyed preparing suppers at the Becks. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He
waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. As soon
as he was gone, Jonathan went up stairs to the audience-chamber; and, sitting
down, appeared for some time buried in reflection. ’
The lady uttered a scornful sound.
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