” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. Her favor was sought beyond all women’s favors. “Come on in. ” “What!” he asked; “not a kiss?” She affected not to hear. “I cannot part with you. "I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!…. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. "Our talking will not bother him. Annabel had been here then. And because he knew it was a burden, there was no gaiety upon the doctor's face; neither was there speech on his tongue. But it was very hard to follow. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully. "My horses, Charcam," he said, as a servant appeared. ’ Hilary’s jaw dropped open, and he stood stupidly staring, the nun’s clothing dangling from his hand. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards.
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