He himself was
to follow twenty-four hours later, and it was his firm and confident
expectation that Kitty would go with him--passing as his wife. And,
indeed, Kitty's own arrangements were almost complete, her money in her
purse, the clothes she meant to take with her packed in one small trunk,
some of the Tranmore jewels which she had been recently wearing ready
to be returned on the morrow to Lady Tranmore's keeping, other jewels,
which she regarded as her own, together with the remainder of her
clothes, put aside, in order to be left in the custody of the landlord
of the apartment till Kitty should claim them again.
One more day--which would probably see the departure of Margaret
French--one more wrestle with Lady Tranmore, and all the links with the
old life would be torn away. A bare, stripped soul, dependent henceforth
on Geoffrey Cliffe for every crumb of happiness, treading in unknown
paths, suffering unknown things, probing unknown passions and
excitements--it was so she saw herself; not without that corroding
double consciousness of the modern, that it was all very interesting,
and as such to be forgiven and admired.
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