She dismissed the whole subject with a little shrug of the shoulders. She kept her eyes closed. “Yeah, I’ve heard that story. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. She turned a resolute face southward. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. Manning regarded her thoughtfully for a moment and stroked his mustache. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. It looked as if it had taken its world for granted and prospered on that assumption—a world in which children were trained to obey their elders and the wills of women over-ruled as a matter of course. “My dear,” the letter ran, “I have to tell you that your sister Gwen has offended your father very much. Better to remain silent.
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