So do n't make a fuss . '' Eunice did not look as if she were going to make a fuss . She sat as if turned to stone , her hands lying palm upward in her lap . Christopher got up , hugely relieved that the dreaded explanation was over . `` Guess I 'll go to bed . You 'd better have gone long ago . It 's all nonsense , this waiting up for me . '' When he had gone Eunice drew a long , sobbing breath and looked about her like a dazed soul . All the sorrow of her life was as nothing to the desolation that assailed her now . She rose and , with uncertain footsteps , passed out through the hall and into the room where her mother died . She had always kept it locked and undisturbed ; it was arranged just as Naomi Holland had left it . Eunice tottered to the bed and sat down on it . She recalled the promise she had made to her mother in that very room . Was the power to keep it to be wrested from her ? Was she to be driven from her home and parted from the only creature she had on earth to love ? And would Christopher allow it , after all her sacrifices for him ? Aye , that he would ! He cared more for that black-eyed , waxen-faced girl at the old Pye place than for his own kin . Eunice put her hands over her dry , burning eyes and groaned aloud . Caroline Holland had her hour of triumph over Eunice when she heard it all .
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