The spinsters—who on the morrow would
vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her
imagination. "And I," muttered Jack. And sometimes he
overflowed with a peculiarly malignant wit that played, with devastating effect,
upon any topics that had the courage to face it. Let your father—if he chooses, leave all
his wealth to his adopted son. But I
do not even care if I am absurd. Her back had stiffened, and
her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. His anger gave way to grim humour and he
thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. ”
“You! Why, you have been an angel to her,” he exclaimed impatiently. ’ He gestured
towards the fulminating general. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the
electric lights were turned on. “I had lunch very late to-day,
and I did not get home in time for dinner. Did you grow up at the
Valade estates? You were born a Valade, I take it, even though your father is
English. I have worn it for weeks and weeks.
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