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Walpole, Hugh, Sir, 1884-1941

"The Captives"

She knew at once
that it would have been far safer had Caroline not been there, that
the temptation to discuss Martin would be irresistible, that she
would yield to it, and that Caroline was in no way whatever to be
trusted-she realised all these things, and yet she was glad.
"I don't want to curse you, Caroline," said Maggie. "Sit down. Tea
will be here in a minute. I was very unhappy about what you did, but
that's all a long time ago now, and I was to blame too."
"Oh, that's just sweet of you," said Caroline, running over and
giving Maggie an impulsive kiss. "I said to Alfred, 'Maggie may be
angry. I don't know how she'll receive me, I'm sure. She had the
sweetest nature always, and it isn't like her to bear a grudge. But
whatever way it is, I'll have to take it, because the fact is I
deserve it.' But there you are, simply angelic and I'm ever so glad.
The fact is I was ridicilous in those days. I don't wonder you lost
your patience with me, and it was just like your honest self to be
so frank with me. But marriage has just taught me everything. What I
say is, every one ought to be married; no one knows anything until
they're married.


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