Since
you yourself are interested in him, that is an added reason for me.
But it is one thing to admit willingness to help and another thing
actually to afford help. What is there that I can do? I assure you
that I have thought of the matter. Indeed for days I have thought
of little else. But I can see no light. I await events. Perhaps
a chance may come."
Her expression had softened. "I see." She put out a hand generously
to ask forgiveness. "I was presumptuous, and I had no right to speak
as I did."
He took the hand. "I should never question your right to speak to
me in any way that seemed good to you," he assured her.
"I had better go to Una. She will be needing me, poor child. I am
grateful to you, Captain Tremayne, for your confidence and for
telling me." And thus she left him very thoughtful, as concerned
for Una as she was herself.
Now Una O'Moy was the natural product of such treatment. There
had ever been something so appealing in her lovely helplessness and
fragility that all her life others had been concerned to shelter
her from every wind that blew. Because it was so she was what she
was; and because she was what she was it would continue to be so.
But Lady O'Moy at the moment did not stand in such urgent need of
Miss Armytage as Miss Armytage imagined.
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