Wanton!… This, then,
was what her father had meant. Manning, with a baffling smile. Part 4
But presently, as she sat on the one antimacassared red silk chair and surveyed
her hold-all and bag in that tidy, rather vacant, and dehumanized apartment, with
its empty wardrobe and desert toilet-table and pictureless walls and stereotyped
furnishings, a sudden blankness came upon her as though she didn’t matter, and
had been thrust away into this impersonal corner, she and her gear. Her concluding
paragraph was, on the whole, perhaps, hardly starchy enough. Ennison,” she exclaimed, “is that really you?”
There was no sign of embarrassment in her manner. Your father…. "Perhaps he means well. There were moments when she thought of turning upon this man and talking
to him. You are a girl with very little. She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other
suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her
cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her
eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. "You will finish your education in the East and return.
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