You must try not to think of these abominations, my dear child." They were not fit for anyone to think of much, Mrs.Fyne commented to me in a curt positive tone.

All that had been very trying.

The girl was like a creature struggling under a net.
"But how can I forget?
she called my father a cheat and a swindler! Do tell me Mrs.Fyne that it isn't true.

It can't be true.

How can it be true ?" She sat up in bed with a sudden wild motion as if to jump out and flee away from the sound of the words which had just passed her own lips.