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“Yes?”

“You can imagine that, from my aunts’ point of view, it was a very good match for me. But I can honestly say it was not this fact which weighed with me. No, he was simply a way of escape from the insufferable monotony of my life.”

I said nothing, and after a moment, she went on:

“Don’t misunderstand me. I was quite honest with him. I told him, what was true, that I liked him very much, that I hoped to come to like him more, but that I was not in any way what the world calls ‘in love’ with him. He declared that that satisfied him, and so — we were married.”

She waited a long time, a little frown had gathered on her forehead. She seemed to be looking back earnestly into those past days.

“I think — I am sure — he cared for me at first. But I suppose we were not well matched. Almost at once, we drifted apart. He — it is not a pleasing thing for my pride, but it is the truth — tired of me very soon.” I must have made some murmur of dissent, for she went on quickly: “Oh, yes, he did! Not that it matters now — now that we’ve come to the parting of the ways.”