Say you wo n't go to see that girl any more , and there 's nothing I wo n't do for you . But if you put her before me , I 'll not go in -- I never will go in . '' With most women this would have been an empty threat ; but it was not so with Thyra , and Chester knew it . He knew she would keep her word . And he feared more than that . In this frenzy of hers what might she not do ? She came of a strange breed , as had been said disapprovingly when Luke Carewe married her . There was a strain of insanity in the Lincolns . A Lincoln woman had drowned herself once . Chester thought of the river , and grew sick with fright . For a moment even his passion for Damaris weakened before the older tie . `` Mother , calm yourself . Oh , surely there 's no need of all this ! Let us wait until to-morrow , and talk it over then . I 'll hear all you have to say . Come in , dear . '' Thyra loosened her arms from about him , and stepped back into a moon-lit space . Looking at him tragically , she extended her arms and spoke slowly and solemnly . `` Chester , choose between us . If you choose her , I shall go from you to-night , and you will never see me again ! ''
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Carewe Chester Damaris Lincoln Lincolns Mother Thyra drowned fright space