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As a rule, Tilly cannot have eaten less than a couple of pounds of lollipops every week, and doubtless would have consumed more had her pocket-money allowed it. The second of Totty's guests was Annie West, whom you know already, for she was at the 'friendly lead' when Thyrza sang; she was something of a scapegrace, constantly laughed in a shrill note, and occasionally had to be called to order.
"This house is not a farmin' house," said Dixon slowly, surveying the girl, as she sat on the packing-case swinging her feet, her straw-coloured hair and pink cotton dress making a spot of pleasant colour in the darkness as the lamp-light fell on them. "It's a house for t' gentry." "Well, then, t' gentry might clean it up an' put decent furnishin's into 't," said Thyrza defiantly.
She stood on other ground than Lydia's, on other than Gilbert's; her heart had been wrung by the short unaffected letter she had received from Thyrza, and, though she could only acquiesce, the future had looked grey and joyless. To hear it said of Thyrza, 'She is dead! chilled her; the world of her affections was beyond measure poorer by the loss of that sweet and noble being.
'I want nothing more than to be with you, Gilbert. I am not above you; you are better in everything. I broke a promise which ought to have been sacred. If you let me share your life, that is your forgiveness. I want you to forgive me; I want to be a help to you still; I wish to forget all that came between us. You won't reject me? 'Oh, Thyrza, I love you too much.
And she sang of May-bloom and love; of love that had never come near her and that she would never know; sang, with her eyes upon the beer-stained table, in a public-house amid the backways of Lambeth. Totty Nancarrow was whispering to Thyrza: 'Sing something, old girl! Why shouldn't you? Annie West was also at hand, urging the same. 'Let 'em hear some real singing, Thyrza. There's a dear.
'Yes. 'Do you think is it likely that he will ever wish to see me now? 'If he knew that you had suffered because he did not come, he would be with you in a few hours. Thyrza gazed thoughtfully. 'And he would ask me to marry him? 'Doubtless he would. 'So when you persuaded him not to see me, he was glad to know that he need not come? It was a former question repeated in another way. Mrs.
But the hope which supported him was proof against even such a danger as this. To his mind there was something unnatural in a union between Egremont and Thyrza; try as he would, he could not realise it as having come to pass. The two were parted by so vast a social distinction, and, let Nature say what it will, the artificialities of life are wont to prevail.
Well, well, we shall have her through it, no doubt. We have to jest a little in the presence of suffering, or how should we live our lives? The recognition came late on the following afternoon. Thyrza had lain for a time with eyes open, watching the movements of the nurse, but seemingly with no desire to speak. Then Mrs. Ormonde came in.
To be sure she could earn enough to pay for the little that Mr. Boddy needed. Thyrza had almost angrily rejected the idea that her sister should pay rent in the new house; payment for board she would only accept because Lydia declared that if it were not accepted she would live elsewhere. So there would remain a margin for the old man's needs. But his presence in the house was the difficulty.
And the thought of her reminded Thyrza of one of the first duties she must take upon herself. It mattered little where she lived mattered little if the sun-dawn never broke again. Her life was to be in a narrow circle, and to that she would accustom herself. What of to-morrow? To-day she was full of courage, even of a kind of hope.
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