To lose was death, quickly and mercilessly delivered. “I don’t think you realize,” Ann Veronica began again, “that I am rather a defective human being. This lady was singularly lucky in her matrimonial connections. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. She had only to get through this, to solace Manning as much as she could, to put such clumsy plasterings on his wounds as were possible, and then, anyhow, she would be free—free to put her fate to the test. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly. It would put the whole adventure on a broader and better footing; it seemed, indeed, almost the only possible way in which she might emerge from her rebellion with anything like success.
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