His Other Wife: A Novel — page 390: what you’re looking at

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382 THE LOST IS FOUND. Faith. With a less powerful stimulus to intuition than graded her acute perceptions, Leda must have seen how delirious with gladness the man’s soul was, By the time he reached the end of the letter her heart was in a frenzy of jealous rage. | What was this girl, this mere child, to him, that his tones should tremble and thrill with her name, when ste, the glorious woman, had failed to stir an emotion to life in his breast? As he concluded the last sentence, Leda said, with a withering scorn on her lips and in her accent; ‘*Poor, stupid creature! Who on earth does she im- agine will be weak-minded enough to believe such an ill- told fable ?” Warren dropped the letter, and started as if some one had struck him, His eyes opened wide with indignant amaze, as he said: ‘Who that knows Aer would doubt one syllable of it?” ‘‘Come, my dear friend, that is sheer quixotism. Faith 1s a silly girl, it is true, but in person and years she isa mwoman.”’ ‘*Well, and what of it?” ‘‘Everything to render “haf story preposterous. In the first place, who that knows Julian Vernois would give the benefit of-a doubt to any girl, not absolutely a /righ/, who had been to sea wzh him for two weeks aboard a privateer, manned by two desperado sailors and one heathen ?” a Eomicbooks-co 3