Mary Roberts Rinehart

Mary Roberts Rinehart

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Portrait of Mary Roberts Rinehart Mary Roberts Rinehart The Circular Staircase — Chapter XIII (1908)

There was something I did not hear, then Halsey again.
"We could go away," he was saying. "What does it matter about any one in the world but just the two of us? To be always together, like this, hand in hand; Louise—don't tell me it isn't going to be. I won't believe you."
"You don't know; you don't know," Louise repeated dully. "Halsey, I care—you know that—but—not enough to marry you."
"That is not true, Louise," he said sternly. "You can not look at me with your honest eyes and say that."
"I can not marry you," she repeated miserably. "It's bad enough, isn't it? Don't make it worse.
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Portrait of Mary Roberts Rinehart Mary Roberts Rinehart The Circular Staircase — Chapter XIII (1908)

I was vaguely irritated with her; there are few young fellows like Halsey—straightforward, honest, and willing to sacrifice everything for the one woman. I knew one once, more than thirty years ago, who was like that: he died a long time ago. And sometimes I take out his picture, with its cane and its queer silk hat, and look at it. But of late years it has grown too painful: he is always a boy—and I am an old woman.
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Portrait of Mary Roberts Rinehart Mary Roberts Rinehart The Circular Staircase — Chapter XIII (1908)

But she shook her head. "I must do it myself," she said dully. "My mother must have rented Sunnyside without telling my stepfather, and—Miss Innes, did you ever hear of any one being wretchedly poor in the midst of luxury?
"Did you ever long, and long, for money—money to use without question, money that no one would take you to task about? My mother and I have been surrounded for years with every indulgence everything that would make a display.
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