“I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to
burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. He had
studied alchemy and astronomy, was a capable painter,
and even wrote music. What a frightened fool he was!
If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had
forgotten his. “No,” she said at last; “I’m a
human being—not a timid female. And think things out. “No, he wouldn’t come here of all
places—just now. Now how in the world was he to get rid of
the husband?
His luck was in. ”
“Clear out?” cried Hetty. It's a pity you wouldn't give me the
prescription instead of the medicine, so I could have it filled nearer home. A little
kindness would not bring the world tumbling about her ears. She wanted to return his gaze but focused
intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as
her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of
looking directly at the audience. .
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