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Thurston, Katherine Cecil, 1875-1911

"The Masquerader"

I wanted
nothing so much as to be like Lady Sarah--married to a great man."
She paused, then went on more hurriedly: "For a while things went
right; then slowly things, went wrong. You got your--your nerves."
Loder changed his position with something of abruptness.
She misconstrued the action.
"Please don't think I want to be disagreeable," she said,
hastily. "I don't. I'm only trying to make you understand
why--why I lost heart."
"I think I know," Loder's voice broke in involuntarily.
"Things got worse--then still worse. You found interference
useless. At last you ceased to have a husband."
"Until a week ago." She glanced up quickly. Absorbed in her
own feelings, she had seen nothing extraordinary in his words.
But at hers, Loder changed color.
"It's the most incredible thing in the world," she said.
"It's quite incredible, and yet I can't deny it. Against all
my reason, all my experience, all my inclination I seem to
feel in the last week something of what I felt at first." She
stopped with an embarrassed laugh.


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