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"Will you go to the races again?" he asked

"No," she said "I've had enough of the races I don't want to lose all

the ht,

instead of--"

"Yes; work; to be sure You pro

may I come up to your atelier? To-morrow?"

"No!"

"Day after?"

"No, no"

"Oh, please don't refuse ht

help you with a stray suggestion or two"

"No Good night Why don't you go after you have said good night? I

don't like you," she went on in a high, excited pitch, atte

to draay her hand She felt that her words lacked dignity and

sincerity, and she knew that he felt it

"I'm sorry you don't like me I'm sorry I offended you How have I

offended you? What have I done? Can't you forgive me?" And he bent and

pressed his lips upon her hand as if he wished never more to withdraw