`Itmustbe!Can’tbeanybodyelse’s。Anditseemstomeyoudon’tgetenoughoutofit。’
`How？’
`Lookatthewayyouareshutuphere。IsaidtoClifford：Ifthatchildrebelsonedayyou’llhaveyourselftothank!’
`ButCliffordneverdeniesmeanything，’saidConnie。
`Lookhere，mydearchild’——andLadyBennerleylaidherthinhandonConnie’sarm。`Awomanhastoliveherlife，orlivetorepentnothavinglivedit。Believeme!’Andshetookanothersipofbrandy，whichmaybewasherformofrepentance。