'
Arthur tried to gather his wits together. He felt it an occasion on which
it was essential to hold on to the normal view of things.
'But for God's sake leave him. What you've told me gives you every ground
for divorce. It's all monstrous. The man must be so mad that he ought to
be put in a lunatic asylum.'
'You can do nothing for me,' she said.
'But if he doesn't love you, what does he want you for?'
'I don't know, but I'm beginning to suspect.'
She looked at Arthur steadily. She was now quite calm.
'I think he wishes to use me for a magical operation. I don't know if
he's mad or not. But I think he means to try some horrible experiment,
and I am needful for its success. That is my safeguard.'
'Your safeguard?'
'He won't kill me because he needs me for that. Perhaps in the process I
shall regain my freedom.'
Arthur was shocked at the callousness with which she spoke. He went up to
her and put his hands on her shoulders.
'Look here, you must pull yourself together, Margaret. This isn't sane.
If you don't take care, your mind will give way altogether.
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