To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. At a turn in the road, he perceived Winifred looking anxiously towards him, and when she discovered him, she waved her hand. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. So that it seemed to her the whole world had changed —the very light of it had changed. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. "I am quite easy now; receive my blessing, my dear son; and if we never meet again, rest assured my last prayer shall be for you. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. She had begun to care about her appearance again, looking into the glass he gave her, a thing nearly priceless that was bordered in intricate golden filigree and rubies. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. And, if it had not been for a taste for plotting, which was continually getting him into scrapes, he might have been accounted a respectable member of society. " "No feelings of consanguinity shall stay my vengeance," said Thames, sternly.
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