How to hold her, how to keep her at his side; this was the problem with which he struggled. “Yes?” “You remember once, how we talked—at a gate on the Downs? We talked about how a girl might get an independent living. She told us that it was a disguise. In this hour its colossal selfishness never occurred to him. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. I’ve tried to use my authority. Your father is very angry, and will not have her name mentioned in his hearing.
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