There was a note of conviction in Agnes' voice which silenced further
protestation, and Father White listened.
'You see, this house and everything here belongs to mother. It is she
who pays for everything. Father lost all his money some years ago; he
was cheated out of it in the city. The loss of his money preyed upon
his mind; he could not stand the humiliation of asking his wife, as he
puts it, for twopence to take the omnibus. Mother did not care for
father, she cared for some one else, and that of course made father's
dependence still more humiliating. It preyed on his mind, and he lives
in the house like a servant, in a little room under the roof that the
kitchen-maid would not sleep in. He has a type-writing machine up
there, and he makes a few shillings a week by copying; he bought the
butler's old overcoat... It is very sad to see him up there at work,
and to hear him talk.... I must tell you that the people who come here
are not good people, I don't think that they can be very nice; the
conversation in this drawing-room I'm sure is not. ... There is a man
who comes here whom I don't like at all, a Mr. Moulton. He says things
that are not nice, and he tried to kiss me the other day. I was afraid
of him, and mother used to leave me alone with him. I had difficulty
in getting away from him, so I asked father to speak. I thought that
father, when he met him alone, would tell him not to talk as he did,
but father got so angry, that notwithstanding all I could do to
prevent him he went down in his old clothes to the drawing-room, and,
I suppose, insulted every one. Anyhow they all went away. I felt that
something was happening, so I listened on the stairs. Father and
mother were talking violently, and when he grasped mother's throat--I
rushed between them. That is the whole story.'
'A very terrible story.'
'So you see that it is impossible for me to remain here. I cannot meet
mother after what has happened. You must take me to the convent to-
night. Say that you will, Father White.'
'Have you not thought, my child, that it may be your duty to remain
here as mediator, as peace-maker?'
'Father has promised me that he will never raise his hand to mother
again. I made him understand that it was by gentleness and patience
she must be won back.'
'All the more reason that you should remain here to watch and
encourage the good work you have begun.'
'But, Father White, I feel that I have done all that I can do.... My
prayers must do the rest.'
'But your presence in this house would be an influence for good, and
would check again, as it did to-day, these unhappy outbursts of
violence.'
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