The Duchess realised that that temptation, which has come to so many
disillusioned mortals, to end it all, to find quiet somehow, somewhere
out in the dark, was upon her. She became resourceful and persuasively
commanding.
"But no, my darling," she said, "you are going nowhere. Here in London is
your place now. And you must not stay here in my house. You must go back
to your home. Your place is there. For the present, at any rate, there
must be no scandal. Suspicion is nothing, talk is nothing, and the world
forgets--"
"Oh, I do not care for the world or its forgetting!" the wounded girl
replied. "What is the world to me! I wanted my own world, the world of my
four walls, quiet and happy, and free from scandal and shame. I wanted
love and peace there, and now . . . !"
"You must be guided by those who love you. You are too young to decide
what is best for yourself. You must let Windlehurst and me think for you;
and, oh, my darling, you cannot know how much I care for your best good!"
"I cannot, will not, bear the humiliation and the shame.
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