She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. As they entered the room beyond, a fierce growl was heard. His instinct was in the direction of considering his daughters his absolute property, bound to obey him, his to give away or his to keep to be a comfort in his declining years just as he thought fit. ’ ‘No, no,’ the other lady assured her with a twinkle. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again.
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