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" "Oh, it's a part of the game," said McClintock. “The one who used to live at Lyndmore. ’ ‘Just what I thought, miss. He buys his own clothes, chooses his own company, makes his own way of living. ‘What would you? The nuns they would not believe me, and so it was not possible for me to stay. You foolish girl!” Ann Veronica took that in silence. Sir John, by instinct and training, was an unimaginative person. “Let me show you something. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. And she felt that if she went home it was imperative to pay. Its very calmness was frightful. She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life.
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