There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. ’ Then memory hit and he stared at his friend. They thought that she was her own mother. Ennison, who had been standing with his back to the window, came suddenly a little further into the room. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me.
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