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lips quivered so that she had to stop and bite them, to keep back a rush of tears. `Besides you would never have done it yourself.'
Gratian went towards her, but stopped, and sat down on the bed. It was true. She would never have done it herself; it was just that which, for all her longing to help her sister, iced her love and sympathy. How terrible, wretched, humiliating! Her own sister, her only sister, in the position of all those poor, badly-brought-up girls, who forgot themselvesi And her father-their father! Till that moment she had hardly thought of him, too preoccupied by the shock to her own pride. The word: `Dad!' was forced from her.
Noel shuddered.
`That boy!' said Gratian suddenly: `I can't forgive him. If you didn't know-he did. It was-it was ...' She stopped at the sight of Noel's face.
`I did know,' she said. `It was I. He was my husband, as much as yours is. If you say a word against him, I'll never speak to you again. I'm glad, and you would be, if you were going to have one. What's the difference, except that you've had luck, and 1-haven't.' Her lips quivered again, and she was silent.
Gratian stared up at her. She had a longing for George -to know what he thought and felt.
`Do you mind if I tell George?' she said.
Noel shook her head. `No; not now. Tell anybody.'
And suddenly the misery behind the mask of her face went straight to Gratian's heart. She got up and put her arms round her sister.
`Nollie dear, don't look like that!'
Noel suffered the embrace without response, but, when it was over, went to her own room.
Gratian stayed, sorry, sore and vexed, uncertain, anxious. Her pride was deeply wounded, her heart torn; she was

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