Yet I would marry him.
In the eyes of the law I would be his wife; in the eyes of the world I would remain his wife--but never more than that.

They agreed, and I in my ignorance believed.
"I didn't see the trap.

I didn't see the wicked triumph in John Graham's heart.

No power could have made me believe then that he wanted to possess only _me_; that he was horrible enough to want me even without love; that he was a great monster of a spider, and I the fly lured into his web.

And the agony of it was that in all the years since Uncle Peter died I had dreamed strange and beautiful dreams.