In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. “What you have done. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I hated the man. I'll remember that. But I do hope, Vee, I do hope—this is the end of these adventures. His absence was thought by the charitable to be from grief. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. Had he been listening inside? ‘What is amiss?’ ‘That Frenchie, sir. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness. I was in the front row, and I fancied she smiled at me.
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