Then suddenly the curtain would fall. Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. You hurt the child. “Perhaps,” he queried, “you wish to avoid being seen about with any one—er— connected with the profession, under present circumstances. And it had not shocked her! It was this appalling absence of indignation that had put terror into her heart. He found, however, that now the time had come he utterly lacked the courage to attempt any such speech. ‘What mischief?’ ‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. The light disappeared. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. "I suppose I was mistaken," returned Gay.
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