The Imaginary Marriage by Henry St. John Cooper
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It is untrue--I am not his wife! I have never been his wife. It was a
lie! some foolish joke of his that he will not or cannot explain!" He looked at her, blinking like one who suddenly finds himself in strong light after the twilight or darkness. "Not--not married?" "I never saw that man in my life before I met him at Lady Linden's house, not two weeks ago. All that he has said about our marriage, his and mine, are foolish lies, something beyond my understanding!" The General waved his hands helplessly. "It is all extraordinary! Where can that foolish old woman have got hold of this story? What's come to her? She used to be a very clear-minded--" "It is not she, it is the man--the liar!" Joan cried bitterly. "I tell you I don't understand the reason for it. I cannot understand, I don't believe there is any reason. I believe that it is his idea of humour--I can't even think that he wanted to annoy and shame and anger me as he has, because we were utter strangers." She stood at the window, looking out into the dull, respectable square. She saw a man ascend the steps and ring on the hall door-bell, but he did not interest her. "I shall find work to do," she said, "soon. I am grateful to you for--for taking me in, for giving me asylum here for a time--very, very grateful. I know that you meant well when you brought that man and me |
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