At the
threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead
with his lips. ’
Fresh suspicion kindled in his breast. Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of
me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by
the nameless glory of these lonely months. Strewn across the bed was a
multitude of jumbled garments. ”
He stood before the door. Yet there was nothing for her to do. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. Odd, but he had
never thought of the beach until this girl (who looked as if she had stepped out of
the family album) referred to it with a familiarity which was as astonishing as it
was profoundly sad. The windows
were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance
of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his
huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly
demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate.
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