“That does comfort one.”
After a pause, Euphra resumed:
“Mr. Sutherland did me some good, Margaret.”
“I do not wonder at that.”
“He made me think less about Count Halkar; and that was something, for he haunted me. I did not know then how very wicked he was. I did love him once. Oh, how I hate him now!”
And she started up and paced the room like a tigress in its cage.
Margaret did not judge this the occasion to read her a lecture on the duty of forgiveness. She had enough to do to keep from hating the man herself, I suspect. But she tried to turn her thoughts into another channel.
“Mr. Sutherland loved you very much, Miss Cameron.”
“He loved me once,” said poor Euphra, with a sigh.
“I saw he did. That was why I began to love you too.”