The girl's face was pathetic in its shocked pallor, and she broke out with wild incoherence, unconsciously using the very same words which the Beggar Man had once spoken to her.
"But ... but it's not possible to stop being married, like that, for no reason!"
Mr. Shawyer smiled cynically.
"No reason," he echoed. "Well...." and he shrugged his shoulders.
There was a long silence; then Faith asked with stiff lips:
"And is that—all?"
"I think so, unless there is anything you would suggest, any request you have to make."
"No." She stood there, twisting her hands together childishly, trying to understand the thing that had fallen upon her; then suddenly she broke out passionately:
"The twins don't want me.... They're quite happy. They don't want me any more. Where can I go?"