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Such an expression of revolt and fear crossed her face that for a moment she no longer looked a child, but a woman who has lived a lifetime of bitter experience. "If you knew how I ... hate him," she said, and quite suddenly she broke down, hiding her face in her hands, her slender body shaken with passionate sobbing. Mr. Shawyer rose.
Forrester came in about eleven o'clock. He brought Mr. Shawyer with him, and went straight to his study and shut the door. Faith's room was immediately above it, and she could hear their voices for some time talking, talking. Presently the maid came tapping at her door. "Can Mr. Shawyer speak to you, please, ma'am?" Faith rose mechanically and went downstairs and into the study.
I suppose the whole thing was bound to be a failure from the start, but she seemed to like me...." He shrugged his shoulders. "What's the best thing to do?" he asked. Mr. Shawyer hesitated. He was disappointed over this marriage himself.
The father broke his neck in a riding accident, and from that time the son seems to have roughed it all over the world. He must have been born with the gift for making money, as he seems to have made a great deal before he was five and twenty and spent it!" Mr. Shawyer added with a smile.
She had been jealous of Peg, and now that Peg was dead, it would not help her at all. Forrester had done with her. She had seen it in his eyes last night, heard it in his voice. Mr. Shawyer came back from the window and looked down at her very kindly. "Surely it is worth sacrificing a little pride to win a great happiness," he said.
Faith had been listening attentively, but now she broke in vehemently: "If he is Ralph Scammel, he is a bad man! Peg says so, and Peg is always right!" And then again, with renewed anguish: "Oh, but it can't be true, I know it can't." "If you have that much faith in him," said Mr. Shawyer quickly, "you must be content to wait till he comes back and ask him yourself.
'This reminds me of the story of the great bear, the medium bear, and the little ditto, observed Montgomery, who was apt at an analogy. 'You may remember that when the great bear found his porridge tampered with, he At this point Shawyer entered. He had been bidden to the feast, and was feeling ready for it. 'Hullo, tea ready? he asked.
Ledley, and had told the landlord that he was giving up the house. Then he went to Shawyer and asked how a man set about finding a school for two little girls. "A boarding school?" Mr. Shawyer asked, and the Beggar Man said "Yes, and a top-hole one too!
Shawyer came and talked to her about it. He pointed out kindly but firmly that her husband was their natural guardian now, as she herself was under age. "He is doing and will do everything in his power for their happiness," he said. "He has been most kind and generous. It's all for the good of the little girls, too, and they are quite happy to go.
My lawyers know all about our marriage, and if anything should happen to me you'll be all right. Shawyer will look after you if you want any help. Here's his address." He put an envelope into her hand. "There's some more money, too enough to keep you going till I'm back." Faith took the envelope, which felt extravagantly bulky. "I haven't spent what you gave me yesterday," she reminded him.
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