Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found
behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose—
dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. She no more realizes
what she has done than a child of eight. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly
limited. I know very well Gerald has been fishing for
information about that girl, and I am determined to find out what he knows. Give me that picture, or I'll
make you!"
"Hear me," said Thames, calmly; "you well know you're no match for me. Manning,”
she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m
doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?”
“As you will,” he said. I cannot
protect you. She was reasonably
certain why. You don’t know.
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