Her Faithful Knight — page 201: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XIX. THE HONEYMOON JOURNEY. A sense of impotent failure overwhelmed Dorothy’s mind. : She had set out two months ago, intent upon the dis- covery and punishment of her sister’s betrayer, and now, by her very desire to serve Phyllis and to provide for her future, she herself had fallen into his clutches. The gro- tesque irony of the thing almost inclined her to hysterical laughter ; it seemed too preposterous to be taken seriously that she should have become the legal wife of the man who had posed as Sergius Trevelyan. But as the facts of the case were gradually driven into her mind, a strange fear crept over her, the fear not of Darcy, but of herself. The knowledge of her sister’s cruel wrongs and of the hideous deceptions which had been practiced upon Phyllis and herself by this smiling, white-handed man who sat there, complacently rolling and smoking cigarettes in the opposite corner of the compart- ment, swelled her heart with a mad rage of which she had never before deemed herself capable. She knew that Darcy meant, in spite of all that had been revealed, in spite of her horror and loathing, in spite of his past relations with her sister, to assert over her his right as a husband to kiss and caress her at his will. She knew that he loved ker as such a man understands love, and she knew, too, with an intensity of conviction, that at his touch a very devil of hate would spring up within her and lend a murderous strength to her resistance. : Comicboo <S (G(0)