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Rh The words made her friend jump. "You give me up? You break with me forever? You turn me into the street?"

Maisie was dazzled by the enumeration, but she bore bravely up. "Those, it seems to me, are the things you do to me."

Mrs. Wix made little of her valor. "I can promise you that, whatever I do, I shall never let you out of my sight! You ask me why it 's immorality when you 've seen with your own eyes that Sir Claude has felt it to be so to that dire extent that, rather than make you face the shame of it, he has for months kept away from you altogether? Is it any more difficult to see that the first time he tries to do his duty he washes his hands of her?—takes you straight away from her?"

Maisie turned this over, but more for apparent consideration than from any impulse to yield too easily. "Yes, I see what you mean. But at that time they weren't free." She felt Mrs. Wix rear up again at the offensive word, but she succeeded in touching her with a remonstrant hand. "I don't think you know how free they 've become."

"I know, I believe, at least as much as you do!"