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And then, to have the whole thing out, she
could not bear to have for a companion anyone who did not love her. She
was certain that Flora did not love her. Why? She couldn't say.
Moreover, she had caught the girl looking at her in a peculiar way at
times. Oh no!--it was not an evil look--it was an unusual expression
which one could not understand. And when one remembered that her father
was in prison shut up together with a lot of criminals and so on--it made
one uncomfortable. If the child had only tried to forget her troubles!
But she obviously was incapable or unwilling to do so. And that was
somewhat perverse--wasn't it? Upon the whole, she thought it would be
better perhaps--
Mrs. Fyne assented hurriedly to the unspoken conclusion: "Oh certainly!
Certainly," wondering to herself what was to be done with Flora next; but
she was not very much surprised at the change in the old lady's view of
Flora de Barral. She almost understood it.
What came next was a German family, the continental acquaintances of the
wife of one of Fyne's colleagues in the Home Office.


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