“I certainly knew him no better than you. “But I am your husband,” he said. Why had she married him, off-hand, like that? She did not love him, or he knew nothing of love signs. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds. Dump and the village authorities, it was agreed to lock up the prisoner in the cage. That was supposed to be Madame Valade. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed.
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