A Poor Wise Man HTML version

Grace followed her with uneasy eyes. For years she paid a price for peace, and
not a small price. She had placed her pride on the domestic altar, and had
counted it a worthy sacrifice for Howard's sake. And she had succeeded. She
knew Anthony Cardew had never forgiven her and would never like her, but he
gave her, now and then, the tribute of a grudging admiration.
And now Lily had come home, a new and different Lily, with her father's
lovableness and his father's obstinacy. Already Grace saw in the girl the
beginning of a passionate protest against things as they were. Perhaps, had
Grace given to Lily the great love of her life, instead of to Howard, she might
have understood her less clearly. As it was, she shivered slightly as she got into
the limousine.