There was now no honest way of warning Taber that the net had been drawn. ” He looked interrogation with a faint smile. He was going to tell me something— and he shut up. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Miss Annabel is her sister. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. . Then abruptly Mr. ‘Yes, miss. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. Only a few, but enough for me to understand that some act had driven you to this part of the world, where the hunted hide. “I hope you realize,” he went on, in a lower and less assured tone, “that I am in earnest—very much in earnest. Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said.
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