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Behind the Arras

           Sheflushedandchilledalittle;thendecidedtolie.

           "Itellyoutherewasnothingatall,"shedeclared,nervouslyandpettishly."Itisallanawfulmistake.Iwishthatdreadfulmancouldbepunishedseverelyforwhathesaidtome.Tobeoutragedandinsultedthiswaybeforemyownchild!"

           "Mother,"questionedBerenice,fixingherwiththosecool,blueeyes,"whydon’tyoutellmeallaboutLouisville?YouandIshouldn’thavethingsbetweenus.MaybeIcanhelpyou."

           AllatonceMrs.Carter,realizingthatherdaughterwasnolongerachildnorameresocialbutterfly,butawomansuperior,cool,sympathetic,withintuitionsmuchdeeperthanherown,sankintoaheavilyfloweredwing-chairbehindher,and,seekingasmallpocket-handkerchiefwithonehand,placedtheotheroverhereyesandbegantocry.

           "Iwassodriven,Bevy,Ididn’tknowwhichwaytoturn.ColonelGillissuggestedit.IwantedtokeepyouandRolfeinschoolandgiveyouachance.Itisn’ttrueanythingthathorriblemansaid.Itwasn’tanythinglikewhathesuggested.ColonelGillisandseveralotherswantedmetorentthembachelorquarters,andthat’sthewayitallcameabout.Itwasn’tmyfault;Icouldn’thelpmyself,Bevy."

           "AndwhataboutMr.Cowperwood?"inquiredBerenicecuriously.ShehadbegunoflatetothinkagreatdealaboutCowperwood.Hewassocool,deep,dynamic,inawayresourceful,likeherself.

           "There’snothingabouthim,"repliedMrs.

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