"You distress Mr. Pendril," added Miss Garth; "you distress us all."
"There can be no end gained," pleaded the lawyer--"forgive me for saying
so--there can really be no useful end gained by my showing you the
instructions."
("Fools!" said Mr. Clare to himself. "Have they no eyes to see that she
means to have her own way?")
"Something tells me there is an end to be gained," persisted Magdalen.
"This decision is a very serious one. It is more serious to me--" She
looked round at Mr. Clare, who sat closely watching her, and instantly
looked back again, with the first outward betrayal of emotion which
had escaped her yet. "It is even more serious to me," she resumed, "for
private reasons--than it is to my sister. I know nothing yet but that
our father's brother has taken our fortunes from us. He must have some
motives of his own for such conduct as that. It is not fair to him, or
fair to us, to keep those motives concealed. He has deliberately robbed
Norah, and robbed me; and I think we have a right, if we wish it, to
know why?"
"I don't wish it," said Norah.
"I do," said Magdalen; and once more she held out her hand.
At this point Mr.
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