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Cowperwood, who was feeling all the drag of her substantiality, but in addition the wonder of her temperament, which was so much richer than Aileen's, was deeply moved. She was like Aileen in animality, but better, still sweeter, more delicate, much richer spiritually. Or was he just tired of Aileen for the present, he asked himself at times. No, no, he told himself that could not be.
Cowperwood knew the nature of her longings. He knew what was running in her mind, and how futile were her dreams. Life had taught him how fortuitous must be the circumstances which could enable a woman of Aileen's handicaps and defects to enter that cold upper world. Yet for all the courage of him, for the very life of him, he could not tell her.
From time to time she groaned heavily as her struggle continued. The two children were terrified. Doosie raced distractedly across the pastures to get 'Lias, and Dulcie ran into the house for water. Her little hand was trembling as she held the glass to Aileen's white quivering lips that refused it.
And meanwhile the glory of the Mokembe appointment was a strong factor in Aileen's recovery. She exulted over it by day and night, and she wrote the letters of an angel. The mother watched her writing them with mixed feelings.
Not a sound came from the room. "What do you suppose has happened?" asked Sally breathlessly. "Something a good deal more serious than we have any idea of. Beverly Ashby is not the kind of girl to look or act like that without a mighty good cause. Did you notice her face? It frightened me," was Aileen's awed reply. "What can we do?" asked Sally in deep distress.
If she had any sense of decency she would not have anything to do with you the shameless thing." Cowperwood looked at his wife with unflinching eyes. He read in her remarks just what his observation had long since confirmed that she was sympathetically out of touch with him. She was no longer so attractive physically, and intellectually she was not Aileen's equal.
I was afraid ye'd be dreadin' the police, and maybe stay away for good and all. The Lord be thanked for all His mercies! We went in and enjoyed our tea. We had had nothing to eat that day since breakfast; but better than all was Aileen's pleasant, clever tongue, though she said it was getting stiff for want of exercise.
I believe it's one of the regulations that what a man takes in of his own, is saved for him to take out, isn't it?" "Yes." An hour later when Father Honoré disposed of the bundle to the janitor, he knew that Aileen's handkerchief had been abstracted and he read still deeper into the ways of the human heart.... Within ten days sentence was passed: seven years with hard labor.
They had big rosettes on, and presently they walked round to us, and the steward asked the favour of Aileen's name, and then begged, by virtue of his office, to present Lieutenant Lascelles, a gentleman lately from India, who had expressed a wish to be introduced to her. Such a bow Starlight made, too. We could hardly help staring.
She was in chronic disagreement, it seemed, with her daughter's guardians, and had been so from the first moment of her widowhood, the truth being that she was jealous of their legal powers over Aileen's fortune and destiny, and determined, notwithstanding, to have her own way with her own child.
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