I should most certainly like to see you in London. I am staying with
a distant connection of the family. We go to the south of France in
a few weeks. I have been very ill--another reproach to the weakness
of woman. I am almost recovered now but far from strong. I have to
lie still all day. My only companions are my books and my thoughts.
Let me know when you expect to arrive in London. Come straight here.
I have so much to tell you, but the words halt as they come to my
pen.
Looking forward to seeing you, In all sincerity, ANGELA KINGSNORTH.
CHAPTER X
O'CONNELL VISITS ANGELA IN LONDON
Nathaniel Kingsnorth stayed only, long enough in Ireland to permit
of Angela's recovery.
He only went into the sick-room once.
When Angela saw him come into the room she turned her back on him
and refused to speak to him.
For a moment a flush of pity for his young sister gave him a pang at
his heart. She looked so frail and worn, so desperately ill. After
all she was his sister, and again, had she not been punished? He was
willing to forget the foolhardy things she had done and the bitter
things she had said. Let bygones be bygones. He realised that he had
neglected her. He would do so no longer. Far from it. When they
returned to London all that would be remedied.
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