Anna Alice Chapin

“ She knew him, and she knew that Wanda was right. Kindly and generous in most of the relations of life, he would have no mercy on dishonesty. He would never marry a girl whom he knew to have been a thief, even if he loved her. And it was more than probable that the knowledge of the fact would kill his love outright. Lois knew that things like that do kill love in a man. Not, in a woman—in fact, as she reflected without bitterness, there are few things that will kill love in women—except, occasionally, starvation! ”

“ The pain was sharp and steady, now, but she was stronger. Her mind was entirely clear and working normally, save that it insisted on flinging recollections at her spasmodically, in detached scraps. The absence of continuity worried her, for she had a strong, and—save in regard to Dick!—a logical mentality.
She remembered with a sudden flash Ella Minton, the rich widow with the cherubic proportions and the ornate jewels, who had chaperoned them. She had a round pink face and a giggle, and she was wearing diamonds—diamonds at an Amusement Park! ”

“ She could, always granted that she was allowed to live until the rescuers reached them, tell the truth, brand Wanda as a thief—the diamonds would be sure to be upon her person somewhere—and could have the fierce joy of knowing that whether she herself lived or died, Wanda would be out of Dick’s life forever.
There was a deep, Indianlike streak of vengefulness in Lois Cranmer; it is just such natures, with their hard and savage traits, which are often weakest in matters of love. Lois had a heart full of tenderness, but it was all for one person. ”