“She could only do it if, having paid for her father’s funeral, she has found employment of some sort.”
He rose from his desk and walked across the room to the fireplace as if he could not be inactive.
Then he said with his back to his friend,
“I have the strange feeling that the rest of the fifty pounds will be returned to me, bit by bit, until she has cleared her debt.”
“Why in the name of goodness should she do this?” Brooky asked. “After all she must be aware that the money for her father’s award is now hers.”
“What is very clear to me,” the Duke replied, “is that she is determined to accept no money, not even a penny, from me.”
“Why should she feel like that?”
“Because she holds me responsible for her father’s death and also her mother’s!”
“It’s incredible! She must be hysteri
