Sealed Lips — page 252: what you’re looking at

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244 SEALED LIPS. you that I loyally did allin my power to give my husband happiness, otherwise it would be a trouble to me the rest of my life to think that he died from sorrow. Not a shadow of a guilty thought has made me blush before him. A souvenir only, the shadow of a regret that haunted my heart, separ- ated us. That seems a little thing, does it not? Well, then, sooner than to impose upon another, it may be to myself also another year of torture, I will pass the rest of my life watching flocks on the poor- est farm in this village.” Kemeneff approached the young woman, and kneeling before her said, as he kissed her hand: “You are the woman that I thought you were, and now more than ever I love you. Speak to me without disguise, for a long time I have known your secret. Do you think still that Patrice O’Farrell thinks of you?” “What does it matter, since I think of him? | What will you do to take away this thought? Ah! if you only could!” “What I will do is this,” said Kemeneff, beaming with hope. “I will give you all that Godefroid could not give you. Tove we will not talk of, for I kaow that he loved you passionately, unwisely per- haps. But you shall have what a woman of your age, beauty, and mind should have—recreation and society. At Biarritz the people had only to see you to be at your feet. You will see how at the court of my own country a Frenchwoman of your accom. EoOmMmicbooks (Cl 0)