His eyes never left her face. ‘Also that it was that you did not wish the French connection. From this night I shall pursue a different course; from this night his ruin may be dated. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against. I’m not a bit afraid of anything—scandal, difficulty, struggle. He was a bad dog; he knew it perfectly; but where there was laughter, there was hope. She would never forget the agony of that first meal in the great dining room.
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