But it is that I have a very bad temper, you understand. Sheila was often a terror to her husband Mark, who seemed afraid of her. How could she tell him of the evil that drew her and drew her, as a needle to the magnet?—the fascinating evil that even now, escaped as it was, went on distilling its poison in her mind? "Yes, yes!" said the doctor. “And let us have a talk about this—some other time. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. There was no one stirring in the flats. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings. The truth was impossible, indecent. To many in that crowded solitude it came as an extraordinary relief. . “Now you must go,” she said firmly.
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