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There's tea," said Widgery.
I've had tea."
He may not have behaved badly," said the clergyman. "But he's certainly
an astonishingly weak person to let a wrong-headed young girl--"
Jessie closed the door into the garden.
Meanwhile Mr. Hoopdriver made a sad figure in the sunlight outside. It
was over, this wonderful excursion of his, so far as she was concerned,
and with the swift blow that separated them, he realised all that those
days had done for him. He tried to grasp the bearings of their position.
Of course, they would take her away to those social altitudes of hers.
She would become an inaccessible young lady again. Would they let him
say good-bye to her?
How extraordinary it had all been! He recalled the moment when he had
first seen her riding, with the sunlight behind her, along the riverside
road; he recalled that wonderful night at Bognor, remembering it as if
everything had been done of his own initiative. "Brave, brave!" she had
called him. And afterwards, when she came down to him in the morning,
kindly, quiet. But ought he to have persuaded her then to return to
her home? He remembered some intention of the sort. Now these people
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