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Gladys's voice sounded somehow blank, there was a curious expression in her eyes. After a moment she looked away. "Oh, well, you must please yourself, of course." Christine turned to the door she held Sangster's letter in her hand. "Besides," she said flippantly, "I'm going over to Heston this afternoon with Mr. Kettering." She went up to her room and shut the door.
Then there was a muffled oath, a sound of choking and gasping, which made Gladys's blood run cold, and then a great cry. "There's something here, something hard and heavy. It's a box, an iron box! Take it from me." And leaning as far down as he dared, he placed in Gladys's outstretched hands, a rusty iron box.
She had proposed it in all innocence; no idea of encountering Max entered her head for a moment; Gladys's simplicity would be incapable of laying plans of this sort. Her new-born happiness made her anxious to lay aside her invalid habits; she wanted to be strong, to resume daily life, to breathe the fresh outer air. As for Mr. Hamilton, he did not try to conceal his pleasure.
Only you must have a very clear understanding with Miss Whyte, at the outset, as to hours and ventilation and Gladys's hot milk. We cannot move from the seaside until a fortnight after her term begins, and it will be utterly impossible for me to get the children to school in the mornings before half-past nine."
'You are a cruel, false woman! returned another voice, which I recognised as Miss Darrell's, though it was broken with angry sobs. 'You say that to vex me and make me wretched because you are in a bad temper. You are an ungrateful creature, Leah, after all my kindness; and it was you yourself who told me that he was getting tired of Gladys's whims and vagaries.
Why, I meant to take you when I go to call. How did you happen to go?" So Marjorie told the story of the telephoning, adding: "And you know, Mother, you always used to let me go to Gladys's without asking you, so I went. Wasn't it all right?" Marjorie looked so disturbed that Mrs. Maynard smiled, and said: "Why, I suppose there's no harm done, since the little girl asked you to come "
I would say a word in defence of Gladys when we were alone, he and I. It would be worse than useless to speak before Miss Darrell. She would twist my words before my face. I never said a word in Gladys's behalf that she did not make me repent it. The next moment, however, she had started on a different tack. 'Oh, do you know, Mr.
He is good enough to say that I earn my allowance, and indeed I am never idle; but, interrupting herself, 'I do not want to talk of myself; I am a very insignificant person, just Giles's housekeeper; Gladys is mistress of the house. I only wanted you to explain to Mr. Cunliffe that I am not to blame for Gladys's strange whim. Let me explain a little.
She laughed; she took Christine's hand and dragged her to her feet. "You might smile a little," she protested. "Don't let Jimmy think you're afraid of him." "I am afraid. I don't want to go." Suddenly she began to cry. Gladys's kind eyes grew anxious, she stood silent for a moment. "I'm ever so much happier here," Christine went on. "I hate London; I hate the horrid hotels.
Apparently, Gladys's statement was more or less true; and ninety-nine men out of a hundred, in the same circumstances as Shiel, would have now recognized the hopelessness of the situation. But Shiel was abnormal. As he walked home from the Cottage that evening he kept on repeating to himself "Gladys is my goal. I want only Gladys. I'll have only Gladys."
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