Cathy Beck was
outraged. But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. It is
only a matter of time before he presents himself to whoever has the deeds to
Remenham House—a lawyer I presume—and claims that property for his
wife’s. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief,
she was tranquil. She even touched lightly on her father’s unreasonableness. He
made a movement toward her, and then recalled the circumstances of their last
conversation in that study. ‘Though we might
have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. I must finish it at home.
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