A dissipated, loose-living man. "In favour of my son. 1. "I assure
you, Sir, when I left him an hour ago, it was locked. Look at these walls. As he was about to
descend his chains slightly rattled. ‘No, Melusine. One side of the
face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a
little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the
staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning
and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside
Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that
her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a
leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,”
came to Ann Veronica’s ears.
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