Love Among the Lions: A Matrimonial Experience — John Shaqi
Love Among the Lions: A Matrimonial ExperienceAnstey, F.
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Love Among the Lions: A Matrimonial Experience
Anstey, F.
Humorous stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Weddings -- Fiction
So long as she was not with Niono, I cared little; I bounded up, and
found her alone.
As I entered, she raised her flushed, tear-stained face from the
shabby sofa on which she had thrown herself. "Go away!" she cried,
"why do you come near me now? You have no right--do you hear?--no
right!"
"I know," I said humbly enough, "I deserve this, no doubt; and yet, if
you knew all, you would find excuses for me, Lurana!"
"None, Theodore," she said; "if you had really loved me, you would
never have deserted me!"
"I could not help myself," I retorted; "and really, Lurana, if it
comes to desertion----!"
"Ah, what is the use of wrangling about whose fault it was," she
moaned, "now, when we have both wrecked our lives! At least, I know
I've wrecked _mine_! Why was I so insane as to set my heart on our
being married in a den of disgusting lions? If you had only been
firmer, Theodore, instead of giving way as you did!"
"At least it was not cowardice," I said. "When I show you the state of
my chin----"
"Theodore!" she cried, with a little scream, "you are hurt! Tell me;
was it the tiger?"
"It was not the tiger," I said. "Never mind that now. I was betrayed
by that infernal Onion, Lurana. I never knew till it was too late--you
_do_ believe me, don't you?"
"I do; we were both deceived, Theodore. I should never have acted as I
did if that horrid Frenchwoman hadn't told me--Oh, _what_ would I not
give if all this had never been?"
"If you are truly sincere," I began, "in wishing this unlucky marriage
cancelled----"
"If I am! Are _you_, Theodore? Oh, if only there is a way!"
"There may be, Lurana. It all depends on whether my name was used at
the ceremony or not. Try to recollect and tell me."
"But I can't, Theodore. You were there--you must know!"
"Mr Skipworth wouldn't speak up; and I was much farther away than you
were."
"Than _I_ was, Theodore! But--but I wasn't there at all!"
"Not present at your own wedding?" I cried, "but I saw you!"
"It was not me!" she said, "it was Mlle. Léonie. Is it possible you
didn't know?"
My heart leaped. "For heaven's sake, explain, Lurana; let us have no
more concealments."
"When I arrived," she said, "Mademoiselle explained about the tiger,
and how sorry she was it was too late to remove it, since she
understood I had an antipathy to tigers; and I said, not at all, I
adored tigers, so she took me to see the cage, and I--I only tried to
tickle the tiger, but he was so dreadfully cross about it--I nearly
fainted. And she said it was simply madness for me to go in, and that
you were every bit as frightened as I was."
[Illustration: "If only you had been firmer, Theodore."]
"She had no right to say that," I said; "it's absolutely untrue!"
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