Adultery -- Fiction; Death -- Fiction; Psychological fiction; Short stories
and he who remained alive? He would not have run away--but then he is
a man. She is only a woman, she has a husband, a child--it was her
right--her duty--to save herself. She knows that it was not a sense of
duty that impelled her to do it. But what she has done was right--she
had done right instinctively--as all good people do. If she had stayed
she would have been discovered by this time. The doctors would question
her. And all the papers would report it next morning; she would have
been ruined forever, and yet her ruin could not bring him back to life.
Yes, that was the main point, her sacrifice would have been all in
vain. She crosses under the railway bridge and hurries on. There is the
Tegethoff Column, where so many streets meet. There are but few people
in the park on this stormy evening, but to her it seems as if the life
of the city was roaring about her. It was so horribly still back there.
She had plenty of time now. She knows that her husband will not be home
before ten o’clock. She will have time to change her clothes. And then
it occurs to her to look at her gown. She is horrified to see how soiled
it is. What shall she say to the maid about it? And next morning the
papers will all bring the story of the accident, and they will tell of a
woman. Who had been in the carriage, and who had run away. She trembled
afresh. One single carelessness and she is lost, even now. But she has
her latch-key with her; she can let herself in; no one will hear her
come. She jumps into a cab and is about to give her address, then
suddenly she remembers that this would not be wise. She gives any number
that occurs to her.
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