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"
I
can
,
Mrs.
O'Neill
,
"
he
answered
easily
.
For
Meggie
the
interview
was
proving
unexpectedly
awkward
;
he
was
a
stranger
,
he
had
announced
that
he
had
come
twelve
thousand
miles
simply
to
see
her
,
and
apparently
he
was
in
no
hurry
to
enlighten
her
as
to
why
.
She
thought
she
would
end
in
liking
him
,
but
she
found
him
slightly
intimidating
.
Perhaps
his
kind
of
man
had
never
come
within
her
ken
before
,
and
this
was
why
he
threw
her
off-balance
.
A
very
novel
conception
of
Justine
entered
her
mind
at
that
moment
:
her
daughter
could
actually
relate
easily
to
men
like
Rainer
Moerling
Hartheim
!
She
thought
of
Justine
as
a
fellow
woman
at
last
.
Though
aging
and
white-haired
she
was
still
very
beautiful
,
he
was
thinking
while
she
sat
gazing
at
him
politely
;
he
was
still
surprised
that
she
looked
not
at
all
like
Justine
,
as
Dane
had
so
strongly
resembled
the
Cardinal
.
How
terribly
lonely
she
must
be
!
Yet
he
could
n't
feel
sorry
for
her
in
the
way
he
did
for
Justine
;
clearly
,
she
had
come
to
terms
with
herself
.
"
How
is
Justine
?
"
she
asked
.
He
shrugged
.
"
I
'm
afraid
I
do
n't
know
.
I
have
n't
seen
her
since
before
Dane
died
.
"
She
did
n't
display
astonishment
.
"
I
have
n't
seen
her
myself
since
Dane
's
funeral
,
"
she
said
,
and
sighed
.
"
I
'd
hoped
she
would
come
home
,
but
it
begins
to
look
as
if
she
never
will
.
"
He
made
a
soothing
noise
which
she
did
n't
seem
to
hear
,
for
she
went
on
speaking
,
but
in
a
different
voice
,
more
to
herself
than
to
him
.
"
Drogheda
is
like
a
home
for
the
aged
these
days
,
"
she
said
.
"
We
need
young
blood
,
and
Justine
's
is
the
only
young
blood
left
.
"
Pity
deserted
him
;
he
leaned
forward
quickly
,
eyes
glittering
.
"
You
speak
of
her
as
if
she
is
a
chattel
of
Drogheda
,
"
he
said
,
his
voice
now
harsh
.
"
I
serve
you
notice
,
Mrs.
O'Neill
,
she
is
not
!
"
