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I took out a dozen, felt in my pocket for Delia's kerchief that she had given me, caught up a pike from the pile stack'd in the corner, and softly blowing out my light, stood back to be conceal'd by the door, when it open'd. The footsteps still descended. I heard an aged voice muttering "Shrivel my bones ugh! ugh! Wintry work wintry work!
She handed it on to Delia's evident discomfort. So, all along, this very annoying though attaching young woman had imagined that Winnington was being handsomely paid for putting up with her? And Winnington? Here again, it was plain there was a change of attitude, though what it meant Madeleine could not satisfactorily settle with herself.
There follow'd an oath or two growl'd out, a short scrimmage, and at last, above the splash of the retreating boat, came the tramp of heavy feet on the road below. So fired was I at the sound of Delia's voice, that 'twas with much ado I kept quiet behind the bush. Yet I had wit enough left to look to the priming of my pistol, and also to bid the Captain shout again.
It was only among a comparatively small set that Delia's reputation was known, and there, in view of Jack's notorious and peculiar intimacy, his repudiation of all relations with her was received with contemptuous incredulity.
"But Delia has asked me to live with her. She is twenty-one, and women are not now the mere chattels they once were. Both she and I have wills of our own. You will of course give me no salary. I require none. But I don't see how you're going to turn me out of Delia's house, if Delia wishes me to stay." And Winnington must needs acknowledge, at least to himself, that he did not see either.
The sea had wash'd it off: but the sack they recover'd, and found to hold the choicest of Delia's heirlooms. Within an hour the remaining coffers and the money bags were safe in the vessel's hold. The sun was setting, as Delia and I stood on the beach, beside the boat that was to take her from me.
And in Delia's there will reverberate till death that wail of a fierce and childless woman that last cry of nature in one who had defied nature of womanhood in one who had renounced the ways of womanhood: "the child the child!" Not long after the destruction of Monk Lawrence and the marriage of Delia, Paul Lathrop left the Maumsey neighbourhood.
Bella!" she called, a flutter of alarm in her tones. "Where are you?" "Miss Harry! Miss Harry!" came Delia's voice in response. "Do come here, quick, quick!" She rushed to the dining room and saw her sister stretched upon the lounge and Delia kneeling beside her. On the floor was an empty bottle bearing a death's head and cross-bones and "strychnine" upon its label.
The reading of them maintained a constant ferment in Delia. In any struggle of women against men, just as in any oppression of women by men, there is an element of fever, of madness, which poisons life. And in this element Delia's spirit lived for this brief hour of her youth.
Lathrop through various members of the "Daughters" Executive who were personally known to her. Gertrude must be restrained somehow by those who still had influence with her. The loneliness of that hour sank deep into Delia's soul. Never had she felt herself so motherless, so forlorn.
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