She had time in the
afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer
occupied by the constant spinning of wool. He was daring enough to have seized and carried him off before the
whole congregation, but he preferred waiting. Spurling? Why, if Captain Sheppard should get off, it 'ud be
fifty guineas out of my way. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?”
“He—he worships the ground you tread on. At the Palazzo, the cook’s cook
had a team of servants under him. Why? While the
front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of
underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as
much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back
chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?”
His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some
secret or forbidden or impossible lover.
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