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The Wings of Icarus - Being the Life of one Emilia Fletcher by Laurence Alma-Tadema
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soon."

And I promised that I would,--on the 15th of July, as we presently
decided.

Surely, if I were not mad, I should be very joyful. I feel no joy,
only disbelief; I cannot believe, sore as I am with doubt and
sorrow, that in nineteen days all will be well, and I again full
mistress of that I fear to lose. Just at first, I was dizzy with
joy, and thought my misgivings had been very vain and foolish; but
then it occurred to me that Gabriel was perhaps impelled to this
sudden decision by the dawning consciousness of his infidelity, and
hoped--by marrying me at once--to check the further growth of his
fancy.

If this be so, he is wise; for that it is a passing fancy I am
certain. I should not marry him if I thought otherwise.

But it is very sad; I am so sorry for us all.


_June 30th._--It must be late; the chimes have just told three
quarters, it must be a quarter to three. I was in bed,--I am very
much troubled. I think I had better write a little, lest I lose my
self-possession; that would be fatal. Constance and I returned
to-day from London; we had been there to get my things. I took her
with me because I feared to leave her alone with Gabriel; it seemed
unwise. Besides, I could not leave them; I am indeed intolerably
jealous; I never leave them now for the fraction of a minute. I
cannot, it is too cruel pain; and I am grown such a coward, I cannot
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