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"Papa," she interrupted him "I have no illusions as to myself It has

happened toher suddenly her father struck in with quite an

unwonted ani ht and her bitterness, she turned round, sat

down and allowed her astonishether and bent at right angles, his thin legs parallel to

each other and his hands resting on the arms of the wooden arm-chair His

hair had grown long, his head was set stiffly, there was so

fatuously venerable in his aspect

"You can't care for him Don't tell me I understand your irl You are that as one on the streets Yes Don't interruptinterrupted at the trial and I can't stand it any

more I won't be interrupted by my own child And when I think that it

is on the very day before they let me out that you"

He had worot

tired of evading the question He had been very much struck and

distressed Was that the trust she had in him? Was that a proof of