’ For the first time since she had heard the news, Mrs Sindlesham’s features relaxed and a tiny smile appeared. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. The boy had all kinds of opportunity; but it's the old story of father making it too easy. You are my wife now and you belong to me. I am dreadfully sad.
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