CHAPTER XXXVI

whatyouwantyourselves,”saidMargaret,foldingherarms.“ForonesensibleremarkIwillletyouin.Butyoucannotmakeit.Youwouldtroublemysisterfornoreason.Iwillnotpermitit.I’llstandhereallthedaysooner.” “Mansbridge,”saidHenryinalowvoice,“perhapsnotnow.” Thepackwasbreakingup.Atasignfromhismaster,Cranealsowentbackintothecar. “Now,Henry,you,”shesaidgently.Noneofherbitternesshadbeendirectedathim.“Goawaynow,dear.Ishallwantyouradvicelater,nodoubt.ForgivemeifIhavebeencross.But,seriously,youmustgo.” Hewastoostupidtoleaveher.NowitwasMr.Mansbridgewhocalledinalowvoicetohim. “IshallsoonfindyoudownatDolly’s,”shecalled,asthegateatlastclangedbetweenthem.Theflymovedoutoftheway,themotorbacked,turnedalittle,backedagain,andturnedinthenarrowroad.Astringoffarmcartscameupinthemiddlebutshewaitedthroughall,fortherewasnohurry.Whenallwasoverandthecarhadstarted,sheopenedthedoor.“Oh,mydarling!”shesaid.“Mydarling,forgiveme.”Helenwasstandinginthehall.