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Updated: June 5, 2025
Lee, Alma's stepmother, tells her husband that Alma is gone to meet her unknown lover in the wood at the signal of a chaffinch's call. Lee follows, and finds Alma there alone. He picks up a paper she had torn and dropped; it contains an assignation for that evening at dusk. Before luncheon Everard changes the grey suit he was wearing, and had stained in a muddy ditch.
Fortunately, just at that moment Alma's timid rap was heard at the door and her voice saying, in a hesitating, deprecating way, "Miss Lu, please, I need to try the dress once more. I'm very sorry to disturb and trouble you, but I know you want it to be a good fit." "Yes, of course I do, Alma," returned Lulu gently, opening the door as she spoke; "you are quite right to come back with it.
It had slipped from her nerveless finger when they took her to her room. With a gesture of impatience, he picked up the fragments, and threw them, diamond and all, out of the window into the garden below. Then for another hour he sat alone in the darkness of his room, watchful and patient. He drew up the curtain toward Alma's room.
He tried to read when he got to his room; but Alma's looks, tones, gestures, whirred through and through the woof of the story like shuttles; he could not keep them out, and he fell asleep at last, not because he forgot them, but because he forgave them. He was able to say to himself that he had been justly cut off from kindness which he knew how to value in losing it.
To be sure, she had neither dressing-room nor lady's-maid; and something in Alma's constitution made it difficult for her to dispense with such aids to the complete life. She stood before the mirror, and looked at herself, blankly, gloomily. Her eyes fell a little, and took a new expression, that of anxious scrutiny.
You think I can't be sincere with anybody." "Oh no, I don't." "What do you think?" "That you can't try." Alma gave another victorious laugh. Miss Woodburn and Fulkerson would once have both feigned a great interest in Alma's sketching Beaton, and made it the subject of talk, in which they approached as nearly as possible the real interest of their lives.
What did Dymes mean by bidding her take no thought for expenses? Could it have occurred to his outrageous vanity that she might be persuaded to become his debtor, with implied obligation of gratitude? Not with impunity could her thought accustom itself to stray in regions forbidden, how firm soever her resolve to hold bodily aloof. Alma's imagination was beginning to show the inevitable taint.
You think I can't be sincere with anybody." "Oh no, I don't." "What do you think?" "That you can't try." Alma gave another victorious laugh. Miss Woodburn and Fulkerson would once have both feigned a great interest in Alma's sketching Beaton, and made it the subject of talk, in which they approached as nearly as possible the real interest of their lives.
He had felt surprise at not hearing sooner from her; but Alma's words explained the delay. 'I have been thinking a great deal, she wrote, 'and I want to tell you of my thoughts. Don't imagine they are mere fancies, the result of ill-health. I feel all but well again, and have a perfectly clear head. And perhaps it is better that I should write what I have to say, instead of speaking it.
When next they encountered Mr. Warbeck made bold to borrow ten shillings, without the most distant allusion to his outstanding debt. Thomas Bird found comfort in the assurance that Mrs. Warbeck had kept her secret as the borrower kept his. Alma's father was not utterly dishonoured in his sight. One day in January, Thomas, pleading indisposition, left work at twelve.
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