The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 42, June, 1894: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 42, June, 1894: An Illustrated Monthly
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English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"'I understand,' I said then, slowly, 'you have explained the position
of affairs. I see plainly how very black the circumstantial evidence
is against me. I am not surprised at your suspicions, and my wonder is
that they are not shared by the rest of the family. As it happens, I am
not the thief you imagine me.'
"When I said this, he sighed heavily, shook his head, and, turning,
began to walk slowly back with me towards the house.
"'I am not a thief,' I continued, 'for the simple reason that the
temptation you spoke about did not exist. The beauty of the gems
attracted me yesterday, and I looked at them with pleasure, as I like
to look at all lovely things, but I never coveted them; the thought
never even occurred to me to wish to possess them. I am not as other
girls--my life is consecrated--consecrated to the cause of suffering
and pain. I live to help people who are obliged to keep on the shady
side of life. My whole mind and heart are occupied with these people
and their concerns. I do not want money, for my profession supplies me
with plenty, and if I had diamonds ten times as beautiful, when, as a
professional nurse, could I wear them? I have listened to your side
of the affair--I must beg of you to listen to mine. You must see for
yourself that, the temptation not existing, it could not be acted upon.
I believe you mean kindly by all that you have said, and I thank you
for the kindness. Now I will go indoors.'
"I left him--he did not say another word, but I saw by the expression
of his face that I had only puzzled without convincing him.
"I went straight up to my own room, and sitting down, thought over the
queer turn of events. The horror of the thing grew greater and greater
the more I thought it over. I felt torn in two--longing one moment to
rush to Lady Erstfield and tell her everything, and the next being kept
back by the thought that by so doing I might only put a suspicion into
her head which did not exist.
"I was presently sent for to attend to Violet. She had awakened after
a bad dream and was in a very uncomfortable and depressed condition.
Notwithstanding my own great unhappiness, I could see that she had
something on her mind, but although I did all in my power to break the
ice, I could not get her to talk to me in a free and natural manner.
[Illustration: "I FELT TORN IN TWO."]
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