THE SUPERB MOMENT
warning apparition, a figure that had been carried there by the wind.
"You don't know what you are saying!" she cried at her daughter. "What is the horse to you, or fifty like it? What is that to you beside the man you want?"
The girl looked at her.
"I don't want him," she said in her monotonous voice. "He's not mine. I don't know him. I have never even heard of him."
"Don't be a fool!" Mrs. Rader said. The words came out with a dry sound, almost with a smile. "You know him as well as any woman can. You think you have been badly used," she went on with increasing bitterness, "you think you're suffering, you think this is the end of everything. It 's nothing—it's only the beginning! You'll forgive worse things than this before you're through, and you'll be glad to. You don't know how different everything looks afterward. I tell you a year after you're married the horse will be nothing to you, and everything you ever thought or wanted when you were a girl will be like a dream. But you'll remember that man all your life, and you'll be sorry all your life if you let him go!"
As well have spoken to the winds, or Son of the Wind himself, leaping against the barrier.
"See what you've done to her!" the woman cried,
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