Suddenly her voice broke on a little sob.
“Perhaps – when you have heard – you will no longer – want to.”
Lucien did not speak, he only sat staring at her.
heena drew a deep breath.
“You have to know why – I came to Paris,” she said. “You have to hear that I have deceived you, that I have lied and pretended many things that were not – true.” For a moment her voice was choked in her throat and then she added, “But it is true that I have loved you. I love you with all my heart and soul. I love you so much that all these last weeks I have wanted to die because – I thought I should never see you again.”
“Isn’t that all that matters then?” Lucien asked.
His arms went out, as though he would have drawn her to him.
“No! I have to tell you,” Sheena insisted.
She began the story of how she
