Will Warburton by George Gissing
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"It only shows," she said with some abruptness, "that I shall do
better not to speak of it at all, and let people think what they like of me. If even _you_ can't understand." Bertha stood still, and spoke in a changed voice. "I understand very well--or think I do. I'm perfectly sure that you could never have broken your engagement unless for the gravest reason--and for me it is quite enough to know that. Many a girl ought to do this, who never has the courage. Try not to worry about explanations, the thing is done, and there's an end of it. I'm very glad indeed you're going quite away; it's the best thing possible. When do you start?" she added. "In three days.--Listen, Bertha, I have something very serious to ask of you. It is possible--isn't it?--that he may come to see you some day. If he does, or if by chance you see him alone, and if he speaks of me, I want you to make him think--you easily can-- that what has happened is all for his good. Remind him how often artists have been spoilt by marriage, and hint--you surely could --that I am rather too fond of luxury, and that kind of thing." Bertha wore an odd smile. "Trust me," she replied, "I will blacken you most effectually." "You promise? But, at the same time, you will urge him to be true to himself, to endure poverty--" "I don't know about that. Why shouldn't poor Mr. Franks have enough |
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