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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

If I
had not seen her, talked to her, that is what I should have done, no
doubt. But she wants--she wants everything, peace, a decent home, pure
air. I feel she wants the island."
"And the other servants?"
"They need only know she was attacked. They need not know her past
history. But all that does not matter. It is only the question of Vere
that troubles me."
"You mean that you are not decided whether you ought to bring into the
house with Vere a girl who is not as Vere is?"
"Yes."
"And you want me to advise you?"
"Yes."
"I can't do that, Hermione."
She looked at him almost as if she were startled.
"Why not? I always rely--"
"No, no. This is not a man's business, my business."
He spoke with an odd brusqueness, and there were traces of agitation
in his face. Hermione did not at all understand what feeling was
prompting him, but again, as on the previous evening, she felt as if
there were a barrier between them--very slight, perhaps, very shadowy,
but definite nevertheless.


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