"I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one
still. Two of these had
been her particular intimates at the High School, and had done much to send her
mind exploring beyond the limits of the available literature at home. “John, of course I
forgive you if it is what you need from me. . No one. Sections and pages had been pasted together, and all through both
Testaments a word had been blotted out. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a
little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the
staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning
and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside
Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that
her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a
leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,”
came to Ann Veronica’s ears. "I was not aware it was in danger," rejoined Darrell. “I shall never be able to thank you. He had
just passed through a terrific physical test. “But then they would find that check endorsed in his bureau. ”
“I hope,” he answered, looking at her in some surprise, “that we shall have many
more such to think about. Several
people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled
noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the
party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was
nowhere to be seen. Instinct had forced her to create something
out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. .
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