The
fact, however, that we were no longer alone had the effect of
relieving our constraint. Dora unbent somewhat. A certain note of
intimacy that had been lacking in our talk while we were by
ourselves stole into it now that we were in the presence of other
people
In the course of our love-affair she had often spoken to me of her
determination not to let Lucy repeat her mistake, not to let her
marry otherwise than a man she loved. We were both thinking of
it at this minute, and it seemed to be tacitly understood between
us that we were
At last I ventured to ask: "What's the trouble, Dora: Tell me all
about it.
It interests me very much."
"I don't know whether there's anything to tell," she answered,
coloring slightly. "She says she cares for her husband, and they
really get along very well. He certainly worships her. Why
shouldn't he? She is so beautiful--a regular flower--and he is old
enough to be her father."
"You don't say!" I ejaculated, with genuine distress
"She is satisfied."
"Are you?"
"As if it mattered whether I was or not.
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