Финансист

Chapter XLV

           Perhapsshewasdoingwrong.Herfatherhadbeenverygoodtoher.Hermotherwouldfeelsoverybad.Norahwouldbesorry,andCallumandOwen.Still,theydidnotunderstandheranymore.Shewasresentfulofherfather’sattitude.Hemighthaveseenwhatthepointwas;butno,hewastooold,toohideboundinreligionandconventionalideasheneverwould.Hemightneverlethercomeback.Verywell,shewouldgetalongsomehow.Shewouldshowhim.Shemightgetaplaceasaschool-teacher,andlivewiththeCalligansalongwhile,ifnecessary,orteachmusic.

           Shestoledownstairsandoutintothevestibule,openingtheouterdoorandlookingoutintothestreet.Thelampswerealreadyflaringinthedark,andacoolwindwasblowing.Herportmanteauwasheavy,butshewasquitestrong.Shewalkedbrisklytothecorner,whichwassomefiftyfeetaway,andturnedsouth,walkingrathernervouslyandirritably,forthiswasanewexperienceforher,anditallseemedsoundignified,sounlikeanythingshewasaccustomedtodoing.Sheputherbagdownonastreetcorner,finally,torest.Aboywhistlinginthedistanceattractedherattention,andashedrewnearshecalledtohim:"Boy!Oh,boy!"

           Hecameover,lookingathercuriously.

           "Doyouwanttoearnsomemoney?"

           "Yes,ma’am,"herepliedpolitely,adjustingafrowsycapoveroneear.

           "Carrythisbagforme,"saidAileen,andhepickeditupandmarchedoff

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