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Half an hour afterwards, it occurred to Mrs Devitt that she might have retorted, "What one saw depended on the power of one's perceptions," but just now, all she could think of to say was: "Quite so; but there's so much good in the world, I wonder you don't see more of it." "What are you reading?" asked Miss Spraggs, as she revised the draft of her letter.
"Who heard from Harold last?" asked Devitt presently. "I did," replied Miss Spraggs. "It was on Tuesday he wrote." "How did he write?" "Quite light-heartedly. He has now for some weeks: such a change for him." "H'm!" "Why do you ask?" said Mrs Devitt. "I saw Pritchett when I was in town yesterday." "Harold's doctor?" queried Miss Spraggs. "He told me he'd seen Harold last week." "At Swanage?"
Mrs Trivett's information spelt further trouble for Mavis. Apart from her natural disinclination to confide her dearly loved child to the care of strangers, she saw a direct menace to herself should the man carry out his threat of insisting on the removal of the child. Montague Devitt was much bound up with the town's municipal authorities.
What he told me only makes it worse." "Makes what worse?" asked Devitt, who was eager to end this painful scene. "My punishment. He thinks me good everything I ought to be. I love him! I love him! I love him! He's all goodness and love. He believes in me as he believes in God. I love him! How long do you think he'll live? I love him! I love him! I love him!" Mavis spoke truly.
When he came out of the court house, and was about to get into his motor, Windebank again approached him, but in such a manner that made Devitt wonder if he had been hanging about on purpose to speak to him. Windebank made one or two remarks about nothing in particular.
After he had told Windebank his bad news, and the latter had expressed his genuine concern, Devitt had said: "Do you remember Keeves Colonel Keeves?" "Of Melkbridge Court? Of course. Why?" "I heard something of his daughter the other day." "Little Mavis!" "She's big Mavis now," remarked Devitt. "Have you seen her?" asked Windebank eagerly. "Not yet, but I may very soon."
None of us could ever make out what became of her." "I won't forget," said Devitt again. "Thanks. Good-bye."
"I've always a healthy appetite, whatever I do," remarked Mavis, who was fondly regarding the black spaniel. Then Montague Devitt, Lowther, and Miss Spraggs entered the drawing-room, to all of whom Mavis was introduced. The men were quite cordial, too cordial to a girl who, after all, was seeking a dependant's place, thought Mrs Devitt.
This decided Mavis to act upon a resolve that, had been formulating in her mind while waiting for Mrs Trivett's return. "Give me half an hour," she said to the sullen Gunner. "I'll make it well worth your while." She then went upstairs to kiss her baby before setting out. "Where are you going, ma'am?" asked tearful Mrs Trivett, who had followed her upstairs. "To Mr Devitt. He's kind at heart.
Already she envied Mavis for her family, the while she despised her for her poverty. The attentions that her husband and stepson were already paying her were a hint of what Mrs Devitt might expect where the eligible men of her acquaintance were concerned. She felt the necessity of striking a jarring note in the harmony of the proceedings.
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