Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. Indeed I must. He neither attempted to prevent his nephew's departure, nor to follow him. “Mr. ’ Her lips parted, but she did not speak. But, if I were in your place, I know what I'd do—" "What—what would you do?" asked Hogarth, eagerly. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. ‘Do you need an excuse?’ ‘Oh, you know what doctors are. He did not look at her directly, though she fantasized that she could 141 feel his stares from the back of the class on occasion.
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