’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. In the retrospect she was amazed to think how things had gone to pieces, for at the outset she had been quite prepared to go home again upon terms. Then she stepped back into the empty room and stood for a moment looking down upon the scattered fragments of her last canvas. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. She came to her one day and pulled on her apron. Only the next of kin. Earles thinks I am a little mad, and between ourselves I am not sure about it myself. General Lord Charvill disinherited him for his pains. Not a moment is to be lost.
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