His Other Wife: A Novel — page 41: what you’re looking at

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“THE DEAD LIVES.” 33 whenever his senior partner attempted to force matters to a conclusion. Meantime Warren became a daily visitor at Lucerne. The constitutional tramp which invariably closed his day’s work in all weather, now terminated each evening about dusk at Lucerne, whence he returned ar hour or two later under the broadening harvest moon. Night after night he resolved to put a longer interval between his visits, but the next found him more reluctantly departing from the witcheries of Leda’s fatal beauty, that seemed to burn itself into his brain as by a tracery of flame. The weird and terrible mysteries of passional life were now for the first time being revealed to him, and the priestess that uttered the oracles was skilled as any Pythia of old in her ministry. She had resolved to fasten this grand young barbarian to her chariot wheel, and she did not make any of those mistakes in her strategy which could give an alarm to his discretion before she had am- bushed him too securely for escape, even if he should de- sire it. Of this desire her knowledge of mankind made her very skeptical. She had found her captives always willing to be chained. ‘That her own heart might suffer in the contest she was too much a woman to consider as a question of any moment. Besides, she felt herself mail- clad with regard to this man. He was neither rich nor well-born—ergo, it was impossible that she could care for him. Nevertheless, the vigor and freshness of his charac- ter, the subtlety of his intellect, and impressive dignity of Eomicbooks: (E(@) im =»