In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. “This stirs one. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. "I must see him to-night. . ’ There was a pause. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. m. He stalked her, he stared at her, he craved her, he sidled slinking and propitiatory and yet relentlessly toward her, until at last she awoke from the suffocating nightmare nearness of his approach, and lay awake in fear and horror listening to the unaccustomed sounds of the hotel. But a girl is soiled not only by evil but by the proximity of evil, and a reputation for rashness may do her as serious an injury as really reprehensible conduct. You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster. "Long life to the Marquis!" reiterated Terence; "he's an honour to ould Ireland!" "Didn't I tell you how it would be?" remarked Quilt. “I love you, I always will.
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