The Imaginary Marriage by Henry St. John Cooper
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school at Miss Skinner's?"
"Rather!" "That was three years ago. Supposing you married about then?" "Fine," Hugh said. "I married three years ago. What month?" "June," she said; "it's a lovely month!" "I was married in June, nineteen hundred and eighteen, my lady," said Hugh. "Where at, though?" "Why, Marlbury, of course!" "Of course! Splendid place to get married in, delightful romantic old town!" "It is a hateful place, but that doesn't matter," said Marjorie. She seemed to snuggle up a little closer to him, her lips were rippling with smiles, her bright eyes saw freedom and love, her heart was very warm with gratitude to this man who was helping her. But she could not guess, how could she, how in spite of the laughter on his lips there was a great ache and a feeling of emptiness at his heart. "So now we have it all complete," he said. "I was married in June, nineteen eighteen at Marlbury; my wife and I did not get on, we parted. She had a temper, so had I, a most unhappy affair, and there you are!" He laughed. |
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