If I should decide that there is an honest chance for freedom, a chance which I can take and keep my self-respect, I am conscious of no duty that need restrain me." Spence said nothing, and after a moment she went on.
"Why should I pretend--as he pretends?
I loath it! Day after day, even when there is no one to see, he keeps up that horrible semblance of affection.

And all the time he hates me.

I see it in his eyes.

And once or twice--" She hesitated and then went rapidly on without finishing her sentence.

"There is some reason why it is to his advantage to keep me with him.