There is a flat ring to what you have said.

However, of this I am sure: for some unaccountable reason you have been untrue to yourself to-day.

Do not ask me, for, as I said before, I do not know where or how; yet I am none the less convinced.

This I do know, you are not the Lucile I met by the wood trail across the river.

That was the true Lucile, little though I saw of her.