Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. . As she came close, he took a pace forward and seized her from behind, one strong arm clamping her tight against his chest, the free hand seizing her about the mouth, stifling the cry that gurgled in her throat. It is putting all my dreams out of joint. . "There, Sir," she added, unlocking the door, "you can go in. If you can’t see as how there ain’t nothing in this barrack of a place to help me do the job, I can. ‘What happened, ma’am?’ enquired Gerald gently. ” She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a faint, humorous smile to her lips.
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