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Updated: June 13, 2025
Gillat was fumbling in his shabby letter-case; he took out a card; it bore Rawson-Clew's name and address of a London club. "He gave me this," he said, "and told me to let him know if I heard from you, if you were in any trouble, or anything if I thought you were." Julia held out her hand. "You had better give it to me," she said; "I'll let him know all that is necessary.
She told the truth, only suppressing Rawson-Clew's name and all details concerning him, saying merely that he was a man she had met before she left England. The two elder sisters gradually became silent to listen; Denah listened too, only sniffing occasionally.
For a moment Julia wished she had been in Rawson-Clew's place; of course she, too, might have failed probably would; she had no reason to think she would succeed where he could not; but she certainly would not have failed in this for the reason she had failed with the blue daffodil.
So she kept on that side, which, being, interpreted meant leaving Rawson-Clew's information much where it was before. She wrote very nicely, somewhat involved, not at all baldly; but reduced to plain terms her letter came to this she was not going to tell Julia's address or anything about her. So Rawson-Clew read it, and very angry he was.
She looked up as she spoke, and met Rawson-Clew's eyes; there was something strange there, something new which brought the colour to her face. She went quickly into the other kitchen and began to get the tea. Johnny came to help her, and the visitor offered his assistance, too. Julia at once sent the latter to the pump for water, which she did not want.
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