A Fool for Love by Francis Lynde
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"An unprejudiced onlooker might say that you have made me very
welcome." "Mr. Winton! Is that generous?" "No; perhaps it is hardly just. Because I counted the cost and have paid the price open-eyed. You may remember that I told you that first evening I should come as often as I dared. I knew then, what I have known all along: that it was a part of your uncle's plan to delay my work." "His and mine, you mean; only you are too kind--or not quite brave enough--to say so." "Yours? Never! If I could believe you capable of such a thing--" "You may believe it," she broke in. "It was I who suggested it." He drew a deep breath, and she heard his teeth come together with a click. It was enough to try the faith of the loyalest lover: it tried his sorely. Yet he scarcely needed her low-voiced, "Don't you despise me as I deserve, now?" to make him love her all the more. "Indeed, I don't. Resentment and love can hardly find room in the same heart at the same time, and I have said that I love you," he rejoined quickly. She went silent at that, and when she spoke again the listening Jastrow tuned his ear afresh to lose no word. |
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