I don’t wish to marry you at all. He tells me that you will not even see him. I have known Miss Pellissier as long as any of you perhaps, and I have seen something of her since her arrival in London. Not entirely. He might call her wife, but she refused to give him his wedding night. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. She has married some one he could not approve of, and gone right away. As she did so the preparation-room door opened behind her. But at the word “home” she turned again. I’m talking to you now as though you had all the wisdom and charity in the world. She let him have it all, as it was, after all, for the last time.
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