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  1. THREE
  2. FOUR
  3. FIVE
  4. SEVEN
  5. EIGHT
  6. NINE
  7. ELEVEN
  8. TWELVE
  9. THIRTEEN
  10. FOURTEEN
  11. FIFTEEN
  12. SIXTEEN
  13. SEVENTEEN
  14. EIGHTEEN
  15. NINETEEN
  16. POSTSCRIPT

I found my knees trembling.

I sank down onto a chair. It was worse - much worse than I thought. The child was utterly infatuated. There was no one to whom I could appeal. Her mother, the only person she might have listened to, was dead. It all depended on me. I do not think that either before or since, I have ever suffered as I suffered then... IV

Presently I roused myself. I washed and shaved and changed. I went down to dinner. I behaved, I fancy, in quite a normal manner. Nobody seemed to notice anything amiss.

Once or twice I saw Judith flash a curious glance at me. She must have been puzzled, I think, by the way I was able to appear quite like my usual self. And all the time, underneath, I was growing more and more determined. All that I needed was courage - courage and brains.

After dinner we went outside, looked up at the sky, commented on the closeness of the atmosphere, prophesied rain - thunder - a storm.

Out of the tail of my eye I saw Judith disappear round the corner of the house. Presently Allerton strolled in the same direction.

I finished what I was saying to Boyd Carrington and wandered that way myself. Norton, I think, tried to stop me. He took my arm. He tried, I think, to suggest walking up to the rose garden. I took no notice.

He was still with me as I turned the corner of the house.

They were there. I saw Judith's upturned face, saw Allerton's bent down over it - saw how he took her in his arms and the kiss that followed.

Then they broke away quickly. I took a step forward. Almost by main force, Norton hauled me back and round the corner. He said:

"Look here, you can't - "

I interrupted him. I said forcefully:

"I can. And I will."

"It's no good, my dear fellow. It's all very distressing, but all it comes to is that there's nothing you can do."

I was silent. He might think that that was so, but I knew better. Norton went on:

"I know how ineffectual and maddened one feels, but the only thing to do is to admit defeat. Accept it, man!"

I didn't contradict him. I waited, allowing him to talk.

Then I went firmly round the corner of the house again.

The two of them had disappeared now, but I had a

shrewd idea of where they might be. There was a summerhouse concealed in a grove of lilac trees not far away.

I went towards it. I think Norton was still with me, but I'm not sure. As I got nearer, I heard voices and stopped. It was Allerton's voice I heard.

"Well, then, my dear girl, that's settled. Don't make any more objections. You go up to town tomorrow. I'll say I'm running over to Ipswich to stay with a pal for a night or two. You wire from London that you can't get back. And who's to know of that charming little dinner at my flat? You won't regret it, I can promise you." I felt Norton tugging at me, and suddenly, meekly, I turned. I almost laughed at the sight of his worried, anxious face. I let him drag me back to the house. I pretended to give in because I knew, at that moment, exactly what I was going to do ...