Be kind to her. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching
the trees being blown bare by the gale force. "Let the gentleman take his own course," said Jonathan, mildly. “Time for my Patience,” she said. She took a few of his things before she scanned the
area. She was recalling the
circumstances under which she had engaged herself to Manning, and trying to
understand a curious development of the quality of this relationship. ”
“And they go?”
“When they get the chance. You are without sense and not sympathique in the least. He, who had faced the gale, would have been
instantly stifled. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees,
the English. And when there is no longer any need to use it,
why then, enough you say—and throw it away. In all
these weeks she had not once knelt to pray.
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