Still, now that
the world was against him, my soul rushed to stand by his side, to
defend him, to give him love and trust in spite of all.
Down deep in my heart I forgave him, even though he had been cruel, and
I yearned over him with an exceeding tenderness. More than anything on
earth, I wanted to help him; and I meant to try. Indeed, as the talk
went on while that terrible meal progressed, I thought I saw a way to do
it, if Lisa and I should act together.
I was so anxious to have a talk with her that I could hardly wait to get
back to our own hotel, from the Ritz. Fortunately, nobody wanted to sit
long at lunch, so it wasn't yet three when I called her into my room.
The men had gone to make different arrangements about starting, for we
were not to leave Paris until they had had time to do something for
Ivor. Uncle Eric went to see the British Ambassador, and Aunt Lilian had
said that she would be busy for at least an hour, writing letters and
telegrams to cancel engagements we had had in London. For awhile Lisa
and I were almost sure not to be interrupted; but I spoke out abruptly
what was in my mind, not wishing to lose a minute.
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