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He said in a low voice, alathered all her composure, steadied her senses to choose a

reply, and made a blunder:

"Do you really care what I think?" she asked lightly, and bit her

lip too late

"Do you believe I care about anything else in the world--now?"

She went on bravely, blindly:

"And do you expect erated and

romantic expression to a staid and matter-of-fact hom you

never saw more than once in your life?"

"You do believe it"

Confused, scarcely knohat she was saying, she still atteainst herself for the

even so e over the she knew not

what--fortifying her coht into her eyes

"I have distressed you I should not have spoken as I did"

"No, you should not----"

"Have I offended you?"

"I--don't know"

Matters were running too swiftly for her; she strove to re her, and

neither resente, can you account for--that night? The moment I touched