But his gloom appeared to be occasioned by remorse, rather than sorrow. She told us that it was a disguise. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony. I am a physician first, which gives the man in me a secondary part. In this hour its colossal selfishness never occurred to him. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind.
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