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I wanted you to be rich I wanted them to go to a good school and he promised and I knew he was rich!..." Mrs. Ledley clenched her hand. "I would rather die than take a penny of his money," she said passionately. "Money made dishonestly from the ruin of other men's lives." Mr. Shawyer made another attempt.
Almost before Mr. Shawyer had finished speaking she rose and took up her shabby little handbag. "There is nothing more we need stay for," she said harshly. "Faith, dry your eyes and come home." But Faith could only sob on in the bitterness of her heart: "It isn't true I know it isn't true! And if it is how did I know how could I have known?" Mrs. Ledley looked at her with hard eyes.
Shawyer looked greatly distressed. "No doubt it is all a misapprehension," he said. "There is some mistake in the name. It is not such a very uncommon name," he suggested. But he knew that it was. "There is no mistake," Faith's mother insisted flintily. "If my daughter has married that man I will never forgive her to my dying day." "Mother!"
Her mother had hated him, and Faith believed that therefore it was her duty to hate him also. She broke down when it came to saying good-bye. There was a cab at the door, piled with the twins' new luggage, and Mrs. Shawyer was waiting to take them to school.
She stood there, twisting her hands together childishly, trying to understand the thing that had fallen upon her; then suddenly she broke out passionately: "The twins don't want me.... They're quite happy. They don't want me any more. Where can I go?" Mr. Shawyer did not answer. Against his better judgment he was conscious of a most unwilling pity for this girl.
"But ... but it's not possible to stop being married, like that, for no reason!" Mr. Shawyer smiled cynically. "No reason," he echoed. "Well...." and he shrugged his shoulders. There was a long silence; then Faith asked with stiff lips: "And is that all?" "I think so, unless there is anything you would suggest, any request you have to make." "No."
Shawyer did not answer, and Forrester went on: "My wife has that Miss Fraser with her now, and mighty uncomfortable it is, too. She's as good as gold, but a rough diamond, and I wanted to get Faith away from the class she's been forced to mix with for the past five years. It looks as if she's going to beat me in that, too," he added, grimly. "And are you all living at the flat?"
At the present moment I have no doubt that he is one of the richest men in London he is known everywhere perhaps I should tell you that he has not always been known under the name of Nicholas Forrester, though it really is his name " Faith leaned forward, the colour surging into her face. "What what other name, then?" she asked with an effort. Mr. Shawyer smiled.
By bringing Peg Fraser to the flat the Beggar Man acknowledged his defeat. If he had not been so sure of Faith's hatred he might have tried harder to overcome her prejudices, but he felt that hatred was an active force through which success was impossible. He said as much to Mr. Shawyer. "I've been a fool, I know!
"Well ... well, what do you want me for?" she asked again presently. Mr. Shawyer hated the task that had been entrusted to him. "Your husband asked me to see you," he said reluctantly. "He wished me to tell you that he is ... going abroad as soon as he can arrange it within the next few days possibly. He has settled a very generous income on you and your little sisters for life!
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