Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. It must be sent home this evening. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. G. Something as yet unformulated within her kept her estranged from all these practical aspects of her beliefs. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. “Well!” she declared good-humouredly. To go to Hoddy, to smother him with kisses and embraces in this hour of triumph! To save herself from committing the act—the thought of which was positive hypnotism—she began the native dance. ’ Tears glistened in her eyes.
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