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The tears that sprang to her eyes were almost motherly; for an

impetuous instant she bent over hi of shaive ht not to have let you--but I didn't

know--yes; I did know! And I ought to have stopped you It's my fault

Oh, how selfish I have been! But it's horrible to have you talk this

way! Won't you please not say anything

Saarden in silence "Well," he said

slowly, "if you can't, then I don't want to see you It would hurtyou, but I will

go away, so that I needn't see you Yes; I will leave Old Chester--"

"Oh, I wish you would," she said

"You don't love me," he repeated, in a sort of hopeless astonishht you must--I love you so

But no, you don't Not even just a little Well--"

And without another word he left her She could not hear his step on

the locust flowers on the porch