II. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew,
"when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. And now her mind
was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state!
that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed,
uncaring of lice or bedbugs. Afraid, no doubt, he thought
grimly, that her other visitor would leave. Did you grow up at the
Valade estates? You were born a Valade, I take it, even though your father is
English. So he decided to stay. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. Immeasurable disgust possessed her. “Forty guineas a week. Brewis had told him the Valade
family had been victim to wholesale murder, and a twinge of compassion had
wrung even his deliberately hardened heart. Only one thing emerged with
any reasonable clarity in her mind at once, and that was that unless she was
saved from drowning by an unmarried man, in which case the ceremony is
unavoidable, or totally destitute of under-clothing, and so driven to get a
trousseau, in which hardship a trousseau would certainly be “ripping,” marriage
was an experience to be strenuously evaded. “It’s too bad. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do
practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks.
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