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Chapter 7
Youwantsun!Youwantlife!Why,you’rewastingaway!Comeawaywithme!CometoAfrica!Oh,hangSirClifford!Chuckhim,andcomealongwithme.I’llmarryyoutheminutehedivorcesyou.Comealongandtryalife!God’slove!ThatplaceWragbywouldkillanybody.Beastlyplace!Foulplace!Killanybody!Comeawaywithmeintothesun!It’sthesunyouwant,ofcourse,andabitofnormallife.’
ButConnie’sheartsimplystoodstillatthethoughtofabandoningCliffordthereandthen.Shecouldn’tdoit.No...no!Shejustcouldn’t.ShehadtogobacktoWragby.
Michaeliswasdisgusted.Hildadidn’tlikeMichaelis,butshealmostpreferredhimtoClifford.BackwentthesisterstotheMidlands.
HildatalkedtoClifford,whostillhadyelloweyeballswhentheygotback.He,too,inhisway,wasoverwrought;buthehadtolistentoallHildasaid,toallthedoctorhadsaid,notwhatMichaelishadsaid,ofcourse,andhesatmumthroughtheultimatum.
’Hereistheaddressofagoodmanservant,whowaswithaninvalidpatientofthedoctor’stillhediedlastmonth.Heisreallyagoodman,andfairlysuretocome.’
’ButI’mnotaninvalid,andIwillnothaveamanservant,’saidClifford,poordevil.
’Andherearetheaddressesoftwowomen;Isawoneofthem,shewoulddoverywell;awomanofaboutfifty,quiet,strong,kind,andinherwaycultured...’
Cliffordonlysulked,andwouldnotanswer.
’Verywell,Clifford.Ifwedon’tsettlesomethingbyto-morrow,IshalltelegraphtoFather,andweshalltakeConnieaway.’
’WillConniego?’askedClifford.
