‘What the devil do you think you’re doing?’ protested Hilary angrily. “I never planned it—And now I have begun—” She felt acutely that he was entitled to explanations, and as acutely that explanations were impossible that night. " "Impossible!" rejoined his mother. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’ He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. He was no Hoddy, but a tremendous man, with hairy arms and bearded face and drink-shattered intellect. I thought perhaps you were staying with them, as you did not seem particularly anxious to recognize your old friends. . Quick, now. “No, it was simple. Speedily recovering himself, however, he rejoined, with forced calmness, "You are mistaken, Sir. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails. But a human being who is young and clean, as you are, is apt to ennoble—or explain away.
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