He had finally put aside The Lilac Sunbonnet, gone into his study, lit the gas fire, and written the letter that had brought these unsatisfactory relations to a head. ‘You’ll make shadows. Thought she was a nun at first. Don't be afraid—I won't hurt you. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. “I don’t want you to do it, to go on talking to me. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. ’ ‘What, a common soldier?’ ‘He was not a common soldier. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. " He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers.
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