Opposite the
gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse,
which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved
to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. Where's the dining room? And, say, can I have some eggs? This jam-tea
breakfast gets my goat. And now she comprehended that the man (she had never known him
by any name) knew she had surprised the look and had not resented it. It was impossible. His shoulders were bent, his face was
furrowed with wrinkles. “I have been training myself to look askance at beautiful things. Your father has forbidden you to go!’”
“Well?”
“She said, ‘I hate being horrid to you and father, but I feel it my duty to go to
that ball!’”
“Felt it her duty!”
“‘Very well,’ I said, ‘then I wash my hands of the whole business.
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