"Papa gave me the money he received from his
published sketches, so I will do very well."
Mrs. Sherwood did not care to ask what the sum amounted to; but having a
poor opinion of her husband's literary efforts, she considered that it
could not be much.
"I hope you will not regret this hasty step, Dexie," as Dexie came to her
side to wish her good-bye. "You cannot expect me to think kindly of you
when you leave me in such a way as this."
"Well, mamma, you know I am obliged to seek the protection of a husband
that has been denied me as a daughter; I hope you will not miss me very
much. Will you not kiss me good-bye?"
Her mother turned her cheek, but Dexie waited in vain for the kind parting
word she longed for.
"I am sorry to leave you, mamma. Think kindly of me sometimes. Guy takes me
because he thinks I need his love and care."
"Go to him, then! You have made your choice!"
With this dismissal, Dexie hurried to the hall where Guy was awaiting her,
wiping her eyes as she went.
"Well, for my part, I'm glad to see the last of you," said Gussie,
following slowly after her sister. "You have always stood in my way, and
your Puritanical notions have spoiled many pleasures for me; so whatever
tears _I_ shed will be tears of joy.
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