C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson

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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Dark Veil — Chapter 3 (1921)

I suppose for Robert it was a different kind of happiness from that which the condescension of his goddess had given him, less dazzling perhaps, more like the warm sweetness of early spring and its flowers, compared with a tropical summer of scented magnolias and daturas. June had been a goddess stepping down from her golden pedestal, and Joyce was a loving, adoring, human girl, ready for all that wifehood might mean.
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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Dark Veil — Chapter 3 (1921)

Of course she was still in love with Robert, and had seized on first one chance, then another, of getting into touch with him. I was rather sorry for her, in a vague, impersonal way; for to love Robert Lorillard and lose him would hurt. I could realize that without the trouble and pain of being seriously in love with him myself.
“It's a good thing,” I thought, “that Joyce Arnold's stopping with me at this time and not with Opal Fawcett! It would be as much as the girl's life's worth to be engaged to Robert in that house!”
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C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson The Dark Veil — Chapter 3 (1921)

Robert and Joyce agreed on general principles, but each made one exception.
Robert said that he felt it would be “caddish” to make a bid for happiness without telling the Duchess of Stane what was in his mind. She couldn't reasonably object to his marrying again, and wouldn't object, he argued; but if he didn't confide in her, she'd have a right to think him a coward.
Joyce's one exception—of all people on earth!—was Opal Fawcett. And when I shrieked “Why?” she'd only say that she “owed a debt of gratitude to Opal,” therefore Opal had a right to know before any one else.
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