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"When can you get away, Delight?" he asked abruptly

"Froht away, I

think Why?"

"Because I want to talk to you, and I can't talk to you here"

She brought a bright colored sweater and he helped her into it, still

with his mouth set and his eyes a trifle sunken All about there were

laughing groups of lowed faintly

in the dusk, and frolow of

lights, the ures, voices, the thin e it all is," Delight said "Here we are, you and father and

different

lives, doing different things, even thinking different thoughts It's as

though we had all moved into a different world"

He walked on beside her, absorbed in his own thoughts, which were yet

only of her

"I didn't know you were here," he brought out finally

"That's because you've been burying yourself I knew you were here"

"Why didn't you send me some word?"

She stiffened soreatly interested, Graha with his new humility, he was silent It was not