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vaguely. And it was as though something that Mr. Haim and his wife had concealed had burst from its concealment and horrified and put a curse on the whole Grove. Something not at all nice! What in the name of decent propriety was that slippered old man doing with a baby? George would not picture to himself Mrs. Haim lying upstairs. He did not care to think of Marguerite secretly active somewhere in one of those rooms. But she was there; she was initiated. He did not criticize her. "I should like to see Marguerite," he said at length. Despite himself he had a guilty feeling. "My daughter!" Mr. Haim took up the heavy role. "Only for a minute," said George boyishly, and irritated by his own boyishness. "You can't see her, sir." "But if she knows I'm here, she'll come to me," George insisted. He saw that the old man's hatred of him was undiminished. Indeed, time had probably strengthened it. "You can't see her, sir. This is my house." George considered himself infinitely more mature than in the November of 1901 when the old man had worsted him. And yet he was no more equal to this situation than he had been to the former one. "But what am I to do, then?" he demanded, not fiercely, but crossly. "What are you to do? Don't ask me, sir. My wife is very ill indeed, and you come down the Grove making noise enough to wake the dead"--he indicated the motor-bicycle, of which the silencer was admittedly defective--"and you want to see my daughter. My daughter has more important work to do than to see you. I never heard of such callousness. If you want to communicate with my daughter you had better write--so long as she stays in this house." Mr. Haim shut the door, which rendered his advantage over George complete. From the post office nearly opposite the end of the Grove George dispatched a reply-paid telegram to Marguerite: "Where and when can I see you?--GEORGE. Russell Square." It seemed a feeble retort to Mr. Haim, but he could think of nothing better. On the way up town he suddenly felt, not hungry, but empty, and he called in at a tea-shop. He was the only customer, in a great expanse of marble-topped tables. He sat down at a marble-topped table. On the marble-topped table next to him were twenty-four sugar-basins, and on the next to that a large number of brass bells, and on another one an infinity of cruets. A very slatternly woman was washing the linoleum in a corner of the floor. Two thin, w
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