Chapter Twenty-fourThere was rather a long silence. Then Katharine leaned forward and said,
‘He didn’t know me, but—he fell in love with me. He didn’t remember me, but he remembered loving me.’
Miss Silver looked across her knitting and smiled the smile which had won her many confidences, many friends. The dowdy little governess wasn’t there any more. Intelligence, understanding, a sustaining and comprehensive sympathy, just blotted her out. It was rather like seeing the light come through a stained-glass window.
Katharine experienced a sense of release. It wasn’t going to be difficult any more. She could say anything, and what she said would be understood—she could let go and say just what came into her mind. Everything in her was quieted. She said,
‘Miss Cole was horrified because Wi
