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Updated: May 24, 2025
"Is so much kindness quite consistent with your duty? Will you leave all the plain speaking to me?" "Forgive me," said the mother humbly; "but I cannot call you 'Miss Benedet. We seem to have got beyond that." "Oh, we have got beyond everything! There is no precedent for us in the past" she felt for her hat pins "and no hope in the future."
He took off his hat, and perceiving a young lady, waved her a gallant and playful greeting, assuming her to be a neighbor. Miss Benedet stepped back without speaking. "God bless me!" said Thorne simply, when his wife had named their guest, and so left the matter, for Miss Benedet to acknowledge or deny their earlier meeting. Mrs. Thorne gave her little coughing laugh.
"Well, you two!" she said with ghastly gayety. "Must I repeat, Henry, that this is" "He is trying to think where he has seen me before," said Helen Benedet. There was a ring in her voice like that of the stamp-heads on the bare steel. "I am wondering if you remember where you saw me before," Thorne retorted. He did not like the young lady's presence there.
"But what becomes of the truth the story as it should have been told to Willy? Oh, I have sinned, for want of patience, of faith not against you, dear, but my son!" After a silence Miss Benedet said, "Now for the heart of my own weakness. Suppose that I did have a hope.
He was a desperado with a dozen lives upon his head, but men like Norwood Benedet and his set would have been sure to make a pet of him. One could see how it all had come about, and what a terrible publicity such a name associated with hers would give a girl for the rest of her life. "But money can do a great deal. Society was out of town; the newspapers that society reads were silent.
You deserve to have Willy for your son!" Mrs. Thorne leaned forward to speak. Her husband, guessing what trouble her conscience would be making her, forestalled the effort with a warning look. "There was no mercy in the case," he bluntly said; "we do not know your story." Miss Benedet continued, as if thinking aloud: "Yet you gave me that supreme trust, that I would tell him myself!
Aunt Frances wondered why, with their beautiful homes empty and going to destruction. I have told you the probable reason. Whether it still exists, God knows or what they have done with that man and his dreadful knowledge. "Helen Benedet may have changed her spiritual identity since she made that fatal journey, but she can hardly have forgotten what she did.
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