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renzi as "poor girl," and urging Stephen to be true to her for his own sake as well as hers. But now, in a moment, everything had changed. A strange flash of soul-lightning had shown her the real Margot, unworthy of Stephen at her best, crushing to his individuality and aspirations at her worst. Victoria did not know what to think, what to do. In place of the sad and lonely girl she had pictured, here stood a woman already selfish and heartless, who might become cruel and terrible. No one had ever looked at Victoria Ray as Miss Lorenzi was looking now, not even Miluda, the Ouled Nail, who had stared her out of countenance, curiously and maliciously at the same time. "I have heard a great deal about Miss Ray in Algiers," Margot went on. "And I think--you will _both_ understand why I made this long, tiresome journey to Touggourt." "There is no reason why Miss Ray should understand," said Stephen quickly. "It can't concern her in the least. On your own account it would have been better if you had waited for me in London. But it's too late to think of that now. I will go with you into the house." "No," Margot answered. "Not yet. And you're not to put on such a tone with me--as if I'd done something wrong. I haven't! We're engaged, and I have a perfect right to come here, and find out what you've been doing while I was at the other side of the world. You promised to meet me at Liverpool--and instead, you were here--with _her_. You never even sent me word. Yet you're surprised that I came on to Algiers. Of course, when I was _there_, I heard everything--or what I didn't hear, I guessed. You hadn't bothered to hide your tracks. I don't suppose you so much as thought of me--poor me, who went to Canada for your sake really. Yes! I'll tell you why I went now. I was afraid if I didn't go, a man who was in love with me there--he's in love with me now and always will be, for that matter!--would come and kill you. He used to threaten that he'd shoot any one I might marry, if I dared throw him over; and he's the kind who keeps his word. So I didn't want to throw him over. I went myself, and stayed in his mother's house, and argued and pleaded with him, till he'd promised to be good and let me be happy. So you see--the journey was for you--to save you. I didn't want to see him again for myself, though _his_ is real love. You're cold as ice. I don't believe you know what love is. But all the same I can't be jilted by you--for anoth
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