And then when I found that you liked the man--" "Oh, don't!" she broke in.

"Don't! I was mad ever to tolerate him.

Let me forget it! Please let me forget it!" She spoke passionately, and as if her emotion drew him he turned fully round to her.
"If you could have forgotten him sooner," he said, with a touch of sternness, "you would not find yourself tied now to a man you never loved." The effect of his words was utterly unexpected.

She started as one stricken, wounded in a vital place, and clasped her hands tightly against her breast, crushing the flowers that drooped there.
"It is a lie!" she cried wildly.

"It is a lie!" "What is a lie ?" He took a step towards her, for she was swaying as she stood; but she flung out her hands, keeping him from her.
Her face was working convulsively.