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"I dare not help you any more that way"

"Not this once?"

"Not this once"

There was a dead silence, broken at last by the doctor with a violent gesture toward the telephone "Talk to the girl! Why don't you talk to the girl! If she's worth a hill o' beans she'll help you to hang on What's she for, if she isn't for such moments? Tell her you need her voice; tell her you need her faith in you Daoddess of a woman The men ant to marry her, and can't, will do that! The nincompoop can always be counted on to deify the coood! Commend me to sanity and the commonplace I take off ht!"

Siward lay still for a long while after the doctor had gone More than an hour had passed before he slowly sat up and groped for the telephone book, opened it, and searched in a blind, hesitating way until he found the nu for

He had never telephoned to her; he had never written her except once, in reply to her letter in regard to his e, tirief-stunned as he was, he saw only the formality, and had answered it more formally still And that was all that had cohts by that northern sea--a letter and its answer, and silence

And, thinking of these things, he shut the book wearily, and lay back in the shadow of the faded curtain, closing his sunken eyes