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‘Would to God that we had never met again!’ she said.
‘I can quite echo that aspiration, if we are likely to have many such scenes as this.’
‘Cruel — cruel!’ she muttered. ‘O Angus, I have been so patient! I have clung to hope Peuterey Męskie Hurricane Wd in the face of despair. When my husband died I fancied your old love would reawaken. How can such things die? I thought it was to me you would come back — to me, whom you once loved so passionately — not to that girl. You came back to her, and still I was patient. I set myself against her, to win back your love. Yes, Angus, I hoped to do Maillot Juventus that till very lately. And then I began to see that it was all useless. She is younger and handsomer than I.’
‘She is better than you, Augusta. It was not her beauty that won me, but something nobler and rarer than beauty: it was her perfect nature. The more faulty we are ourselves, the more fondly we cling to a good woman. But I don’t want to say hard things, Augusta. Pray let us put all this folly aside at once and for ever. You took your course in the past, and it has landed you Kevin Shattenkirk Tröja in a very prosperous position. Let me take mine in the present, and let us be Maillot Monaco friends, if possible.’
‘You know that it is not possible. We must be all the world to each other, or the bitterest enemies.’
‘I shall never be your enemy, Mrs. Joonas Donskoi Tröjor Darrell.’
‘But I am yours; yes, I am yours from this night, and hers. You think I can look on tamely, and see you devoted to that girl! I have only been playing a part. I thought it was in my power Maillot Alexis to win you back.’
All this was said with a kind of passionate recklessness, as SSC Naples if the speaker, having suddenly thrown off her mask, scarcely cared how utterly she degraded herself.
‘Good-night, Mrs. Darrell. You will think of these things more wisely to-morrow. Let us be civil to each other, at least, while circumstances bring us together; and for God’s sake be kind to your stepdaughter! Do not think of her as a rival; my love for you had died long before I saw her. You need bear no malice against her on that account. Good-night.’
‘Good-night.’
I Polsko Dresy heard the drawing-room door open and shut, and knew that he was gone. I walked on past the open windows, not caring if Mrs. Belstaff Thruxton Blouson Kurtki Darrell saw me. It might be better for Milly, perhaps, that she should know I had heard her secret, and had been put upon Ryan Spooner Tröjor my guard. But I do not think she saw me.
It was about a quarter of an hour later when I went in, and it was quite dark by that time. In the hall I met Mrs. Darrell, dressed for walking.
‘I am going round the shrubberies, Miss Crofton,’ she said. ‘Insupportably close to-night, is it not? I Socks think we shall all have the fever if this weather lasts.’
She did not wait for my answer, but passed out quickly. I went back to Milly’s room, Polsko Dresy and found her still sleeping peacefully. Ten minutes afterwards I heard the rain beating against the windows, and knew that it had set in for a wet night.
‘Mrs. Darrell will not be able to go far,’ I thought.
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