3/41 She revealed a part of her nature that he viewed with dark amazement. Every hour she could spare from school, she was changing something or other at home--with an eager glitter in her eyes. Fiddlesticks and rubbish! She did it because she liked it! In gloomy wrath one afternoon he went up to see Edith and quiet down. She was well on the way to recovery, but instead of receiving solace here he only found fresh troubles. For sitting up in her old-fashioned bed, with an old-fashioned cap of lace upon her shapely little head, Edith made her father feel she had washed her hands of the whole affair. |