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"That is my own affair, ma'm'selle."
"It is not the thing to say to French-Canadians here. What do you get out
of it all? If he is your husband, wouldn't it be better to have him
successful than your defeated victim. What will be yours if you defeat--"
"Revenge--my rights--the law!" was the sharp rejoinder.
Junia smiled. "What is there in it all for you? If the man I married did
not love me, I'd use the law to be free. What's the good of trying to
destroy a husband who doesn't love you, who never loved you--never."
"You don't know that," retorted Luzanne sharply.
"Yes, I do. He never loved you. He never lived with you for a single day.
That's in the power of a doctor to prove. If you are virtuous, then he
has taken nothing; if you have given your all, and not to Carnac Grier,
what will his mind be about you? Is it money? He has no money except what
he earns. His father left him nothing--not a dollar. Why do you hate him
so? I've known him all my life, and I've never known him hurt man or
animal. When did he ever misuse you, or hurt you? Did he ever treat you
badly? How did you come to know him? Answer that."
She paused and Luzanne flushed. The first meeting! Why, that was the day
Carnac had saved her life, had taken her home safe from danger, and had
begun a friendship with behind it only a desire to help her.
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