Her Faithful Knight — page 266: what you’re looking at

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262 His Liege Lady. than once thought, a dangerous madman. Herein she was mistaken. The Hon. Darcy Derrick was as sane as a man of diseased egotism, overweening vanity, absolute selfishness and entire lack of moral sense can be. His aim in life was to cultivate enjoyable sensations, and there are very many enjoyable sensations to be cultivated on ten thousand a year. Still, it was hardly likely that Dorothy would look upon this matter from the point of view of the man she had married, and her horror of Darcy, which _ already approached the nature of a monomania, acquired an even more passionate significance as she reflected that he believed himself to be thus torturing and hunting down, not the woman who had scorned and fled from him, but her sister, who had given him her whole heart, had lived with him as his wife, and had become the mother of his child. “Tt will be all cleared to-morrow,” she said to Aylmer. “This mad and wicked persecution, I mean. But that man and I must not meet. Where can I go?” 7 The absolute confidence with which she turned toward him and asked this question touched Aylmer deeply. They were drawing westward again, but she had not heard the direction he had given to the cabman. The vehicle proceeded very slowly, the fog having grown more dense, and through the thick air sound came to them, muffled in the transit. “T have been thinking, also,” he said, “and until this terrible affair is settled, if you are determined to remain in hiding, I know no better shelter for you than my own roof. When IJ first met you I was living in bachelor rooms, but a little before Christmas an aunt of mine— a kindly and good-natured woman with whom I some- times stayed as a boy at her house in Croydon—lost her husband, and, with him, the chief support of herself and her daughter. So they took pity on my loneliness, and GComicvooks (<©)