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He turned and started when he saw her

"Forgiveto---I did not expect to see you--they told me-"

His manner was nervous and confused and he broke off suddenly She sat

down in the chair he had just left, and took off her gloves and her hat

She leaned her elbow on the table and her head upon her hand "Don't

go," she said "I only ca talked to But I'd rather you didn't go" She looked away from

him "Have you heard from Nevill?"

"No"

"Do you think he's ill?"

"He wasn't ill when I saw him on Sunday"

"Then I wonder why he keeps away You don't know, do you?"

"I do not And I don't want to talk about him"

"No more do I!" she said fiercely "I told him--and he doesn't care He

doesn't care!"

Her lips shook; her breast heaved; she hid her face in her hands

"Oh, Louis, Louis, he's dead! And I said I didn't want to see hiain!"

His hand was on the aruarding his tongue

She had clutched his hand and dragged herself to her feet She was

clinging to hi her heart out