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Then a bitter i fear, too; for she had set her foot on the fallen mask, and the impulse rendered her reckless

"Why don't you speak?" she said "Yes, I have a right to know I care for him as much as you do Why don't you answer me? I tell you I care for him!"

"Do you?" he said in a dull voice "Then help me out, if you can, for I don't knohat to do; and if I did, I haven't the authority of friendship as o to the country; and, at his home, the servants suppose he is still away But he isn't; he is here, alone, and sick--sick of his old sickness I saw hi his eyes--"and he didn't know me I--I do not think he will reme, absolutely nothing And I don't knohere he is He will go home after a while I call--every day--to see--see what can be done But if he were there I would not knohat to do When he does go home I won't knohat to say--what to try to do … And that is an answer to your question, Miss Landis I give it, because you say you care for him as I do Will you advise me what to do?--you, who are iven you the friendship which he has as yet not accorded to me"

But Sylvia, dry-eyed, dry-lipped, could find no voice to answer; and after a little while they rose and hts beyond

Her voice came back as they entered the brilliant rooms: "I should like to find Grace Ferrall," she said very distinctly "Please keep the others off, Mr Plank"

Her sht out of all proportion to its size Fair head averted, she no longer guided him with that impalpable control; it was he who had becoh the billowy ocean of silk and lace, master of the course he had set, heavily bland to the interrupter and the importunate from whom she turned a deaf ear and du

Fleetwood had er co, confronted thenition, and left behind, , black-fringed eyes of a woman