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‘How did you know that Mary was
his daughter?’
Gerald hesitated. "
"Don't be angry with me, Sir," cried the widow, sobbing bitterly, "pray don't. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. “To think that you were going to do it—and never said a
word! You are a little thin, but except for that you look—you look better than
ever. ”
“Well—”
“That’s all. But the people among whom she was now thrown through the
social exertions of Miss Miniver and the Widgetts—for Teddy and Hetty came
up from Morningside Park and took her to an eighteen-penny dinner in Soho and
introduced her to some art students, who were also Socialists, and so opened the
way to an evening of meandering talk in a studio—carried with them like an
atmosphere this implication, not only that the world was in some stupid and even
obvious way WRONG, with which indeed she was quite prepared to agree, but
that it needed only a few pioneers to behave as such and be thoroughly and
indiscriminately “advanced,” for the new order to achieve itself. "What's that?" ejaculated the ruffian, glancing uneasily towards the window. Women want a father young enough to keep up with the
children as they get older. Take it, I tell you.
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