Shawyer rose to his feet and began pacing the room. He hated scenes, and during his lifetime he had been forced into a great many. He was unutterably relieved when Faith stopped crying and put her handkerchief away. Something of the childishness in her face seemed to have deepened to womanhood as, for a moment, she raised her brown eyes to him. "And what am I to do now?" she asked. Mr.
I don't mind the expense, but it's got to be a first-class place, and with a woman at its head who'll be kind to a couple of poor little motherless kids." Mr. Shawyer brought his wife along. She had no children of her own, but she adored children, and had endless understanding and sympathy for them. She was only too eager to hunt for a school for the twins.
Shawyer wrote and begged her to go and see him, but she neither went nor answered the letter. She spent as much of her time with Peg as possible, and the elder girl once more resumed her rôle of friend and protector. "If you're worrying about that good-for-nothing!" she said to Faith one day in her blunt manner, "you're a little fool.
A most generous income, which, he asked me to say, he hopes will in some measure make amends for your your ... unfortunate marriage, for which he blames himself entirely." Faith listened, but the words sounded like so much foolishness, and after waiting a moment Mr. Shawyer went on again, not looking at her.
Shawyer, the lawyer, and Mrs. Ledley's face cleared a little as she took it and read the few lines. "We will go and see him," she said. "On Monday we will go and see him, Faith, you and I." Faith looked up eagerly. "And you will believe in him then, won't you?" she asked. "If Mr. Shawyer tells you that it is all right you will believe in him, won't you?" Mrs.
"But I pride myself that I know him very well, and therefore I believe that he still has a great regard for you. When he came to me this morning he was utterly broken down he had lost everything at one blow his wife, his friend, and that brave girl Peg." "Peg!" said Faith with a little shiver. "The best friend either of you ever had," Mr. Shawyer insisted gently. "The most loyal friend!"
Was history about to repeat itself in Faith's marriage? "It is impossible to regulate romance," said Mr. Shawyer; privately he thought that the Beggar Man had shown taste in his choice of a wife.
He's very kind nobody has ever been so kind to me before." Mrs. Ledley gripped the girl's hand. "Faith, if you don't love him, why did you marry him?" she asked. Faith raised her brown eyes. "I told you," she said. "For you and the twins." John Shawyer looked across his paper-strewn table at Faith's mother and smiled indulgently.
Shawyer walked a step or two away from her, then came back resolutely. "Perhaps I shall be doing no good by my interference," he said gently. "But at least I can do no harm, when I tell you that my belief is that your husband has never ceased to care for you! No, no he has said nothing to me " he hastened to add, as Faith raised a face flushed with eager hope.
"Then taking her sisters away so soon...." said Mr. Shawyer tentatively. Forrester made an angry gesture. "I did it for the best. She knows that, and it will prove for the best. How in God's name was she going to look after them and provide for them?" "I know all that, but perhaps if you had left them with her for a little longer...." Forrester frowned.