Infelice by Augusta Jane Evans Wilson
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"I want to hold it, as the most precious thing left in life; to keep
it concealed securely, until the time comes when it will serve me, save me, avenge me." "Why is it necessary to prove your marriage? Who disputes it?" "Cuthbert Laurance and his father." "Is it possible! Upon what plea?" "That he was a minor, was only twenty, irresponsible, and that the license was fraudulent." "Where is your husband?" "I tell you, I have no husband! It were sacrilege to couple that sacred title with the name of the man who has wronged, deserted, repudiated me; and who intends if possible to add to the robbery of my peace and happiness, that of my fair, stainless name. Less than one month after the day when right here, where I now stand, you pronounced me his wife in the sight of God and man, he was summoned home by a telegram from his father. I have never seen him since. General Laurance took his son immediately to Europe, and, sir, you will find it difficult to believe me, when I tell you that infamous father has actually forced the son by threats of disinheritance to many again,--to----" The words seemed to strangle her, and she hastily broke away the ribbons which held her bonnet and were tied beneath her chin. |
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