But, when I look upon his innocent face, and see how like he is to his father,—when I think of that father's shameful ending, and recollect how free from guilt he once was,—at such times, Mr. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. " By this time Caliban had returned, and Jack appeared at the hatch. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. We always go out to dinner on holidays. She reached the station, and mingling with a crowd of excursionists who had come from the river on the other side, took her place in the train unnoticed. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. Outside the door he turned and stared at the panels. Very gently indeed, Alderley grasped the handle of the door and stealthily turned it. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence.
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