Should She Have Left Him? — page 202: what you’re looking at

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196 SHOULD SHE HAVE LEFT HIM? wondered at this; he was a man. Mrs. Trevor. Allen did not; she was a woman. Dorothy left the room. Trescotte, hearing the rustle of her skirts, turned and would have restrained her. Mrs. Trevor-Allen put up a warning finger, and in a low tone said: "Leave her to me. She followed Dorothy. No sooner had they reached her room than Dorothy, flinging herself into Mrs. Trevor-Allen’s arms, burst into tears. The jealousy of women is incomprehensible. It has no reason. It neither thinks nor argues. It simply is, and its vision is distorted. It sees what no person can. It imagines, and its imaginings are pitiful because the effects are real in the sorrow and misery they bring. That which is absurd to others is plausible to a jealous woman. With a woman so possessed one cannot reason. The best and noblest of their sex are subject to these attacks, and when attacked are without sense. Ridicule or condemna- tion is the only remedy. Mrs. Trevor-Allen under. stood this. Waiting until the paroxysm was exhausted, Mrs. Trevor-Allen led Dorothy to a chair and sat her down. “You must be ill,” she said, “‘or you would not act so foolishly.” Dorothy, expecting sympathy, looked up indig- nantly. “T mean it,” went on her friend gravely. ‘‘You have no right to worry Mr. Trescotte, troubled as Comicboolkkxs C@ 3}