“My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond measure. If you’ve got anything to say, you must say it to your aunt—” “But look here, daddy!” He flapped the Times at her with an imperious gesture. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Lucy asked. He knew she had been weeping. You’re a lady. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. When she looked into their eyes, her despair put her beyond tears. "Won't be under an obligation.
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