The Sisters-In-Law: A Novel of Our TimeAtherton, Gertrude Franklin Horn
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The Sisters-In-Law: A Novel of Our Time
Atherton, Gertrude Franklin Horn
France -- Fiction; San Francisco (Calif.) -- Fiction
"Murders are not always found out. If you were at the bottom of that
hole it would be long before you were found and there is no reason why
I should be suspected. I didn't come through the village. I didn't even
inquire at your house. I saw you leave it and followed at a distance.
If I'd pushed you down there I'd have followed and killed you if you
were not dead already."
Alexina wondered if she intended to rush her. But she was sure of her
own strength. If one of them went down that hole it would not be she.
Nevertheless she was beginning to feel sorry for Gora. She had never
sensed, not during the most poignant of her contacts with the war, such
stark naked misery in any woman's soul. Its futile diabolism but
accentuated its appeal.
"Well, you missed your chance," she said coldly. Gora was in no mood to
receive sympathy! "And if you hadn't and escaped detection I don't
fancy you would have enjoyed carrying round with you for the next
thirty or forty years the memory of a cowardly murder. Too bad we
aren't men so that we could have it out in a fair fight. My ancestors
were all duellists. No doubt yours were too," she added politely.
"Perhaps you are right." For the first time there was a slight
hesitation in Gora's raucous tones. But she added in a swift access of
anger: "I suppose you mean that your code is higher than mine. That you
are incapable of killing from behind."
"Good heavens! I hope so! ... Still ... I will confess I have had my
black moods. It is possible that I might have let loose my own devil
if--if--things had turned out differently."
"Oh, no, you wouldn't! Not when it came to the point. You would have
elevated your aristocratic nose and walked off." She uttered this
dictum with a certain air of personal pride although her face was
convulsed with hate.
"Gora, you are really making an ass of yourself. If you had taken more
time to think it over you wouldn't have followed me up with any such
melodramatic intention as murder. Good God! Haven't you seen enough of
murder in the past four years? I could readily fancy you going in for
some sort of revenge but I should have expected something more
original--"
"Murder's natural enough when you've seen nothing else as long as I
have. And as for human life--how much value do you suppose I place on
it after four years of war? I had almost reached the point where death
seemed more natural than life."
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