And he did not know how.
First of all, paramount in his hopeless trouble, the desire to save others from pain persisted.
For that reason he had been careful that Gerald should not know where and how he was now obliged to live--lest the boy suspect and understand how much of Selwyn's little fortune it had taken to settle his debts of "honour" and free him from the sinister pressure of Neergard's importunities.
For that reason, too, he dreaded to have Austin know, because, if the truth were exposed, nothing in the world could prevent a violent and final separation between him and the foolish boy who now, at last, was beginning to show the first glimmering traces of character and common sense.
So he let it be understood that his address was his club for the present; for he also desired no scene with Boots, whom he knew would attempt to force him to live with him in his cherished and brand-new house.

And even if he cared to accept and permit Boots to place him under such obligations, it would only hamper him in his duties.
Because now, what remained of his income must be devoted to Alixe.
Even before her case had taken the more hopeless turn, he had understood that she could not remain at Clifton.

Such cases were neither desired nor treated there; he understood that.

And so he had taken, for her, a pretty little villa at Edgewater, with two trained nurses to care for her, and a phaeton for her to drive.
And now she was installed there, properly cared for, surrounded by every comfort, contented--except in the black and violent crises which still swept her in recurrent storms--indeed, tranquil and happy; for through the troubled glimmer of departing reason, her eyes were already opening in the calm, unearthly dawn of second childhood.
Pain, sadness, the desolate awakening to dishonour had been forgotten; to her, the dead now lived; to her, the living who had been children with her were children again, and she a child among them.

Outside of that dead garden of the past, peopled by laughing phantoms of her youth, but one single extraneous memory persisted--the memory of Selwyn--curiously twisted and readjusted to the comprehension of a child's mind--vague at times, at times wistfully elusive and incoherent--but it remained always a memory, and always a happy one.
He was obliged to go to her every three or four days.