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ut when they parted at the turning of the road Bethel laughed. "Now you are one of us, Trojan. We have claimed you." As he shook Mary's hand he whispered, "This has been a great evening for me." "I was wrong to grumble to you," she answered. "You have worries enough of your own. I release you from your pledge." "I will not be released," he said. That night Clare Trojan, before going to bed, went into Garrett's room. He was working at his book, and, as usual, hinted that to take such advantage of his good-nature by her interruption was unfair. "I suppose to-morrow morning wouldn't do instead, Clare--it's a bit late." "No, it wouldn't--I want you to listen to me. It's important." "Well?" He seated himself in the most comfortable chair and sighed. "Don't be too long." She was excited and stood over him as though she would force him to be interested. "It's too much, Garrett. It's got to stop." "What?" "Harry. Some one must speak to him." Garrett smiled. "That, of course, will be you, Clare--you always do; but if it's my permission that you want you may have it and welcome. But we've discussed all this before. What's the new turn of affairs?" "No. I want more than your permission; we must take some measures together. It's no good unless we act at once. Miss Ponsonby told me this afternoon--it has become common talk--the things he does, I mean. She did not want to say anything, but I made her. He goes down continually to some low public-house in the Cove; he is with those Bethels all day, and will see nothing of any of the decent people in the place--he is becoming a common byword." "It is a pity," Garrett said, "that he cannot choose his friends better." "He must--something must be done. It is not for ourselves only, though of course that counts. But it is the House--our name. They laugh at him, and so at all of us. Besides, there is Robin." Garrett looked at his sister curiously--he had never seen her so excited before. But she found it no laughing matter. Miss Ponsonby would not have spoken unless matters had gone pretty far. The Cove! The Bethels! Robin's father! For, after all, it was for Robin that she cared. She felt that she was fighting his battles, and so subtly concealed from herself that she was, in reality, fighting her own. She was in a state of miserable uncertainty. She was not sure of her father, she was not sure of Robin, scarcely sure of Garr
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