“Time for my Patience,” she said. But at the word
“home” she turned again. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys,
and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. I was
standing near Jack at that awful moment, and beheld the look Wild fixed on him. The guineas are not for serving your mistress. It was as though he were personally
aggrieved. The manager, however, who stood in the
wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars
of the music. Consternation gripped him. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she
recalled something Major Alderley had said. “Then let me be the judge of what is best,” she answered. But her great-aunt was
nodding, as if this was what she had expected.
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