’ ‘I do not lie to you now,’ she said, near frantic at the thought of losing him. “I may as well come up by this train. "Well that's no reason why he should treat your ladyship so shamefully, I'm sure. I don’t know why that should be so acutely humiliating. "Lady Trafford would not have thus condemned me!" cried Thames. On all hands Jack was cheered, and Jonathan hooted. “I’ve broken off my engagement,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone, and found her heart thumping in her neck. ‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. Seeing provisions in the window, Jack ventured in and bought a loaf. As a matter of fact, I had never spoken to him before in my life. ‘Ah, non,’ exclaimed the husband. Oh God! pardon me.
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