"There was a poor baby, too, with
whooping-cough. Lucky I had some money. I gave the woman a sovereign.
But she wasn't at all nice--she never smiled once. I know she thought I
was a bad lot."
Then she sprang up.
"Sit there!" She pointed to the foot of the sofa. Ashe obeyed her.
"When did you know?"
"About the ministry? Between six and seven. I saw Lady Parham afterwards
driving in St. James's Street. She never enjoyed anything so much in her
life as the bow she gave me.'"
Kitty groaned, and subsided again, a little crumpled form among her
cushions.
"Tell me the names."
Ashe gave her the list of the ministry. She made one or two shrewd or
bitter comments upon it. He fully understood that in her inmost mind she
was registering a vow of vengeance against the Parhams; but she made no
spoken threat. Meanwhile, in the background of each mind there lay that
darker and more humiliating fact, to which both shrank from returning,
while yet both knew that it must be faced.
There was a knock at the door, and Blanche appeared with the tray which
had been ordered down-stairs. She glanced in astonishment at her
mistress.
Pages:
330
331
332
333
334
335
336
337
338
339
340
341
342
343
344
345
346
347
348
349
350
351
352
353
354