“My Mom was a good lady. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. How she hated talking of the man who was responsible for her being brought into the world. What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child. She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual being. “I am going,” she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. There sprang from that a vague hope that perhaps she might extort a capitulation from her father by a threat to seek that position, and then with overwhelming clearness it came to her that whatever happened she would never be able to tell her father about her debt. She saw his face change, how he regretted. ” “Then I am sure,” Sir John declared, “that I shall not ask you.
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