. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially. Little did he know that she had begged her parents as a youngster to get her a language tutor. If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. McClintock was amused. One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high type of governess-nurse. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia.
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