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Maugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset), 1874-1965

"The Magician"

We're bound together inseparably.'
'But it's monstrous. There can be nothing to keep you to him. Come back
to Susie. She'll be very kind to you; she'll help you to forget all
you've endured.'
'It's no use. You can do nothing for me.'
'Why not?'
'Because, notwithstanding, I love him with all my soul.'
'Margaret!'
'I hate him. He fills me with repulsion. And yet I do not know what there
is in my blood that draws me to him against my will. My flesh cries out
for him.'
Arthur looked away in embarrassment. He could not help a slight,
instinctive movement of withdrawal.
'Do I disgust you?' she said.
He flushed slightly, but scarcely knew how to answer. He made a vague
gesture of denial.
'If you only knew,' she said.
There was something so extraordinary in her tone that he gave her a quick
glance of surprise. He saw that her cheeks were flaming. Her bosom was
panting as though she were again on the point of breaking into a passion
of tears.
'For God's sake, don't look at me!' she cried.
She turned away and hid her face.


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