A Fair Fraud — page 153: what you’re looking at

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142 A Fair Fraud love me, although she won't admit it. It’s not that, it’s some confounded pride or other, I suppose, because she 1s poor and I am rich!— as if that made any difference!—that is what upsets me so much. I could bear it like a man if she simply disliked me.’ ‘Don't you think she must have some very good reason, dear Kenneth?’ said Marion, and she took his hand and stroked it softly. Somehow, all at once, she knew that the love she once believed she hid felt for this man had become a perfectly pure and disinterested love—not the passion of a lover at all—but the tender affection of a sister. She had no jealousy in her heart, no joy at the failure of his suit—only compassion and sympathy in the love troubles of two people who were dear to her. ‘Dear Ken, I am sure it will come right in the end—in time. You must trust her.’ ‘Ah! but she will give me no assurance, not a grain of hope for the future! She only says it is utterly impossible, and she will not tell me why. Where is she now? Have you seen her ?’ ‘No. She went straight upstairs to her room when we got home. She never spoke a word all the way home. Her mother went up to her just now, but came down saying she had a bad headache and was lying down.’ ‘Will they go away in the morning, do you GOMMGIOO <S (GO) uu