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Updated: June 10, 2025
I had something to say to her something I wanted to say before she heard of this. Now she has a right to know. Lydia returned shortly after eight o'clock. She had walked about aimlessly for an hour and a half, avoiding the places where she was likely to meet anyone she knew. She was chilled and wretched. Thyrza said nothing till her sister had taken off her hat and jacket and seated herself.
Thyrza sewed, as a rule, for six hours a day, save of course on the days when she went to the Home. For her leisure she had found so much occupation that she seldom went to bed before midnight. In her walk to the omnibus which took her to Hampstead, she had to pass a second-hand book-shop, and it became her habit to put aside sixpence a week more she could not for the purchasing of books.
Keep this letter by you; do not be content to read it once and throw it aside, for I have spoken to you out of my deepest feeling, and in time you will do me more justice than you can now. And further on: 'As to that which has parted us, there must be no ambiguity, no pretence of superhuman generosity. I should lie if I said that I do not wish to find Thyrza for my own sake.
Emerson, that my sister will come down and have tea with you. Please don't make any preparations; it's only perhaps. Thyrza had looked into the sitting-room to say this late in the evening. 'Oh, but she must! Clara pleaded. 'Why not, dear? Won't you let me see her at all, then? Thyrza closed the door, which she had been holding open, and advanced into the room.
Of the two small drawers at the top, one was hers, one was Lydia's; the two long ones below were divided in the same way. She drew one out and turned over the linen. How some young lady about to be married Miss Paula Tyrrell, suppose would have viewed with pitying astonishment the outfit with which Thyrza was more than content.
How could he go away again and let you break your word to him in that way? Mrs. Ormonde said, as gently as she could: 'I didn't break my word, Thyrza. I gave him your address. He had it on Friday night. She, whose nature it was to trust implicitly, now dreaded a deceit in every word. She gazed at Mrs. Ormonde, without change of countenance.
Grail said: 'My dear, I think you ought to go out for a little, while it's so bright. I'm not at all sure that the sun 'll last till dinnertime; it's getting rather uncertain. Just go into Kennington Road and back. Thyrza shook her head. 'Not this morning. I'm a little tired.
Oh yes, I know; you are not brutal; you would never as much as speak an unkind word. No, but you would do what in this case would be worse. Brutally treated, Thyrza would die and be out of her misery; with you, she would drag through years of increasing wretchedness. Your thwarted life would be her long torture.
Thomas started slightly, and his wife observed him as sharply as the dim light permitted. "Thyrza!" she raised her voice peremptorily. "What are you doing there?" Another laugh, and the girl from whom it came ran forward into the lamp-light, threading her way through the packing-cases, and followed by a small fox-terrier who was jumping round her. "Doin'? There's nowt more to do as I know on.
Given a suggestion of iniquity, and it was her instinct rather to fear than to hope. Secretly she had no real liking for Thyrza; something in that complex nature repelled her. As she herself had said: 'Thyrza was not easy to understand, but she did understand that the girl's essential motives were of a kind radically at enmity with her own.
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