||17.0%||"My road to revenge was a straight and perfectly smooth line. I asked myself quietly and in cold blood—was there any reason why I should have pity on them? No! Even the guilty passion they cherished for one another had no real earnestness in it; for she had hinted at the possibility of tiring of her lover, and he had declared to me that it was absurd to suppose a man could be true to one woman all his life."|
""No one ever made such pretty speeches to me as you do!"
"Not even Guido Ferrari?" I suggested.
She drew herself up with an inimitably well-acted gesture of lofty disdain. "Guido Ferrari dared not address me save with the greatest respect! I was as a queen to him! It was only lately that he began to presume on the trust left him by my husband--a mistake on his part, for which you punished him--as he deserved!""
||47.0%||"I cannot understand why that pallid ray that visits me so often, should be a livid, cold, watery green; and in it I see a little white hand on which the jewels cluster thick like drops of dew! The hand moves--it lifts itself--the small fingers point at me threateningly--they beckon me slowly, solemnly, commanding onward! to some infinite land of awful mysteries where Light and Love shall dawn for me no more."|