FFB: The End of Her Honeymoon by Marie Belloc Lowndes

And then Dampier turned and caught her, this time unresisting, yielding joyfully, to his breast. "Nancy?" he murmured thickly. "Nancy? I'm afraid!""Afraid?" she repeated wonderingly."Yes, horribly afraid! Pray, my pure angel, pray that the gods may indulge their cruel sport elsewhere. I haven't always been happy, Nancy."And she clung to him, full of vague, unsubstantial fears. "Don't … Continue reading FFB: The End of Her Honeymoon by Marie Belloc Lowndes