Coralie - Everyday Life Library No. 2 by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Monica) Brame
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page 73 of 114 (64%)
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She waved her hand with a gesture commanding silence. "Do not seek to comfort me," she said. "You cannot. I have humiliated myself in vain. I have shown the depth of my heart, the very secrets of my soul, only that you may laugh at me with your fair-faced Agatha." "Hush, Coralie; you have no right to say such things; what you have just said will never pass my lips. I shall not even think of it. You cannot suspect me of the meanness to talk to Miss Thesiger of anything of the kind." She looked at me with a dazed face, as though she could barely grasp my meaning. "Tell me it again," she said. "I cannot believe it." "Listen, Coralie: I love Agatha Thesiger with all my heart, and hope very soon to make her my wife. I love her so dearly that I have no room in my heart for even a thought of any other woman." Her face grew ghastly in its pallor. "That is sufficient," she said; "now I understand." "We will both forget what has been said tonight, Coralie; we will never think of it, but for the future be good cousins and good friends." "No," she said, proudly; "there can be no friendship between us." |
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