Lily rose also, with a quick flash of anger. “If you have come here to say disagreeable things about Mrs. Hatch——”
“It is only with your relation to Mrs. Hatch that I am concerned.”
“My relation to Mrs. Hatch is one I have no reason to be ashamed of. She has helped me to earn a living when my old friends were quite resigned to seeing me starve.”
“Nonsense! Starvation is not the only alternative. You know you can always find a home with Gerty till you are independent again.”
“You show such an intimate acquaintance with my affairs that I suppose you mean—till my aunt’s legacy is paid?”
“I do mean that; Gerty told me of it,” Selden acknowledged without embarrassment. He was too much in earnest now to feel any false constraint in speaking his mind.
“But Gerty does not happen to know,” Miss Bart rejoined, “that I owe every penny of that legacy.”
“Good God!” Selden exclaimed, startled out of his composure by the abruptness of the statement.
“Every penny of it, and more too,” Lily repeated; “and you now perhaps see why I prefer to remain with Mrs. Hatch rather than take advantage of Gerty’s kindness. I have no money left, except my small income, and I must earn something more to keep myself alive.”
Selden hesitated a moment; then he rejoined in a quieter tone: “But with your income and Gerty’s—since you allow me to go so far into the details of the situation—you and she could surely contrive a life together which would put you beyond the need of having to support yourself. Gerty, I know, is eager to make such an arrangement, and would be quite happy in it——”