MADAME DE TREYMES
stand your reasons for refusing to help me."
"Oh, my reasons———" groaned Durham.
"I have learned to understand them," she persisted, "by being so much, lately, with Fanny."
"But I never told her!" he broke in.
"Exactly. That was what told me. I understood you through her, and through your dealings with her. There she was—the woman you adored and longed to save; and you would not lift a finger to make her yours by means which would have seemed—I see it now—a desecration of your feeling for each other." She paused, as if to find the exact words for meanings she had never before had occasion to formulate. "It came to me first a light on your attitude when I found you had never breathed to her a word of our talk together. She had confidently commissioned you to find a way
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