When I first saw the house its condition was
discouraging. Not for some time had it been occupied, and repairs of
all kinds were needed. To get it in order gave me strange joy, and
the weeks in which it was being painted and papered and beautified
with modern necessities were of an interest only a person, a woman
person, can feel who has never had a home of her own before. When
everything was finished, the furnishings in place, and I established,
I knew, what I no longer made effort to deny to myself--that I was
doing a daring thing. I was taking chances in a venture I was still
afraid to face.
CHAPTER II
Kitty came to see me yesterday. Her mortification at my living in
Scarborough Square is poignant. Not since she learned of my doing so
has her amazement, her incredulity, her indignation and resentment,
lessened in the least, but her curiosity is great and her affection
sincere, and yesterday she yielded to both.
She was on her wedding journey when I left the house in which for
many years we had lived together, and, knowing it would spoil her
trip did I tell of what I had done, I did not tell.
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