” She smiled at him broadly and kissed his cheek. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. She felt it would save explanations if she did not state she had left her home and was looking for employment. “You go home,” he said, at parting; “you go home. And nothing to tell her where to begin. "Why came she here?" "She could not resist the hand of fate which drew her hither," replied Sir Cecil, mournfully. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,” came to Ann Veronica’s ears.
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