She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. Accepting his glass from the butler, Gerald glanced at Mrs Sindlesham and saw a dimple peep out. Never mind, I’ve got plenty. “We sent for you several hours ago,” he remarked. But I am always afraid that he may get in while I am away. Gerald was instantly on the alert. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees.
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