How would it serve Nicholas to keep the truth from his daughter? A tiny thread of disquiet troubled him. ‘We was of an age, you see, miss. But Manning seemed more and more clearly indicated as a refuge, as security. "But what is an oath to you!" cried the widow, distrustfully. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. He seemed to be hesitating between two courses of action. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. Suppose her father turned her out of doors! She did not care, she meant to go.
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