‘We needn’t murder Lucia. I must practise what I preach. Then she looked up at Brendon. White, my landlady, believes his story. His instinct was in the direction of considering his daughters his absolute property, bound to obey him, his to give away or his to keep to be a comfort in his declining years just as he thought fit. “Dear me,” she said, “I fancy you exaggerate my fame. “In a sense—yes. ’ ‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd emotion at these words. It hit her just above the knee. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. , and get some other man to live on as soon as possible. I will go to-night. ‘But then again, possibly not.
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