Leonard Merrick,
The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories…
(1919)
“ She wasn't the girl to say much. Betty liked you, though.' 'I liked Betty,' I said. ... 'Well——' 'Well,' she said, 'I must get along and change. Buck up!' "And then I went to you, your Grace; I had promised to play to your guests, and I could not break my word. But you may understand what I was feeling while I played—that my thoughts were in a grave. And when we were alone, you may understand that, though you are charming, and beautiful, and a duchess, and exalted me by your caprice, I could not be guilty of that—outrage, that adultery towards the dead. ”
