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She thrust the chair from her with a quick little movement of the hands. "I would begin to-morrow if I only knew how. But I don't yet. I've got to look about me for a little. I am going first to a cousin at Kensington." "Who doesn't want you," said Jeff. She looked at him in sharp surprise. "Who who told you that?" "You did," he said doggedly. "At least, you told Mr. Chesyl in my presence."
Her eyes were downcast, and the man in the punt could not see the deep shadow of pain they held. "If I can't have corn," she said slowly, with the air of one pronouncing sentence, "I won't have husks. I will die of starvation sooner." And with that very suddenly she rose and walked round the sheaf. The movement was abrupt, so abrupt that Hugh Chesyl lifted his brows in astonishment.
"You will secure my belief in you," he said, "only by coming to me as my wife." A great shiver went through her. She stood silent. "As my wife," he repeated looking straight into her face with eyes that compelled. She was trembling from head to foot. He waited a moment, then: "You would sooner run away with Hugh Chesyl?" he asked very bitterly. Sheer pain drove her into speech.
What wonder that she preferred starvation! His hands were still clenched as he turned from the window. Oh, to have been in Hugh Chesyl's place! She would have had no complaint then to make as to the quality of his offering. He would never have suffered her to go hungry. And yet the feeling that Hugh Chesyl loved her lingered still in his soul. Ah, what a fool! What a fool!
I kept it back till it got too strong for me. You dangled your friendship before me till I was nearly mad with the want of you. You had better have offered me nothing at all than that." "Oh, Jeff!" she said. He went on, heedless of reproach. "It has come to this with me: friendship, if it comes at all, must come after. You tell me Chesyl is not your lover.
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