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Barclay, Florence L. (Florence Louisa), 1862-1921

"The Rosary"

He said he had never thought of me otherwise than as a good sort
of chum; but then it was as if a veil were lifted, and he saw, and
knew, and felt me as a woman. And--no doubt it will seem odd to you.
Boy; it did to me;--but he said, that the woman he found then was
his ideal of womanhood, and that from that hour he wanted me for his
own as he had never wanted anything before."
Jane paused, and looked into the glowing heart of the fire.
The doctor turned slowly and looked at Jane. He himself had
experienced the intense attraction of her womanliness,--all the more
overpowering when it was realised, because it did not appear upon
the surface. He had sensed the strong mother-tenderness lying
dormant within her; had known that her arms would prove a haven of
refuge, her bosom a soothing pillow, her love a consolation
unspeakable. In his own days of loneliness and disappointment, the
doctor had had to flee from this in Jane,--a precious gift, so easy
to have taken because of her very ignorance of it; but a gift to
which he had no right.


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