She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. "Here's the door. To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. Certainly, we—that is Jarvis and I— knew nothing of it until after Mary’s death. " "But why didn't you oppose him?" "I had to let him have his way, else he might not have returned safely. You don't realize what you have done. “Really?” “Would not let it go. Nobody ever called me John, that I recollect. She pointed suddenly at the portrait. “To begin with, I was—I was in the divorce court. Marriage!—and no woman by to tell the child what it was! The shocks and disillusions she would have to meet unsuspectingly—and bitterly.
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