” It occurred to her that she had never seen her father dining out before, never watched him critically as an equal. If so I shall have to leave. Arrived at Paddington, he struck across Marylebone Fields,—for as yet the New Road was undreamed of,—and never moderated his speed until he reached the city. It’s no good hiding it any more. He seemed years younger, and the arrangement of his tie and hair were almost rakish. He did not write this with lead but with his heart's blood.
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