Part 7
As they came back from that day’s climb—it was up the Mittaghorn—they
had to cross a shining space of wet, steep rocks between two grass slopes that
needed a little care. Would it be Thérèse?’
She shook her head. It was not a difficult affair. "
"Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land
lies. "Attend to me, Mrs. ”
“The difficulties on my own side I can deal with,” he answered. The brown house,
almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as
pitch in the gloom. "As I said before,
I have little reliance upon professions of gratitude. The room in which this interview took place had a sordid and miserable look. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away
together. ”
She drove off in a little fiacre, nodding and smiling at Sir John, who remained
upon the Avenue. For
me that is all over and done with. For a time she brooded on the ideals and
suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of
Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for
women which is woven into the existing social order.
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