He'd never forgive you. “Most of it is ugly and frowsy,” she declared, “but it isn’t worth talking about. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. Something to tell you. . I feel that I shall stifle unless I can do something—and do something soon. And now her mind was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state! that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it. " There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the inclination to confess.
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