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did not speak, for then they drew so far apart. He spoke of
love, but her love was not what he believed it to be, and she
could not explain it in words. It was no grace or princely gift
— she clung to him with a poor, begging love; she did not
want him to thank her for it, only to be fond of her and say
nothing.
When he came back she was lying with her eyes wide open,
but she closed them under his discreet caresses, smiling a little;
then she put her arms round his neck and pressed close to him.
The faint scent of violet that he used was mild and agreeable.
She nodded slightly when he lifted her up with questioning eyes.
He wanted to say something, but she put her hand across his
mouth and then kissed him so that he could not speak.
He saw her to the car. She remained an instant standing
on the platform, looking after him as he walked down the
street in the blue light of a May night. Then she went in
and sat down.
Gram had left his wife that Christmas, and lived alone in the
office building, where he had taken another room. Jenny
understood that he was going to get a separation later on when
Rebecca Gram had seen that he was not coming back to her.
It was his way of doing it; he had not the strength to break
with her at once.
Jenny dared not think of what his plans for the future might
be. Did he think they would marry?
She could not deny to herself that she had never for a second
thought of binding herself to him for good, and that was why
she felt the bitter, hopeless humiliation and shame at the
thought of him when she was not with him and could hide in
his love. She had deceived him — all the time she had deceived
him.
“That you have learnt to love me, Jenny, that is what I call
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