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Chapter XXIII

           

           Hewentbackinhisroomforsomething,andCowperwooddescendedthestairalone.Fromthehangingsofthereception-roomentrywayAileensignaledhimtodrawnear.

           "Ihopeit’snothingserious,honey?"shesympathized,lookingintohissolemneyes.

           Itwasnottimeforlove,andhefeltit.

           "No,"hesaid,almostcoldly,"Ithinknot."

           "Frank,don’tletthisthingmakeyouforgetmeforlong,please.Youwon’t,willyou?Iloveyouso."

           "No,no,Iwon’t!"herepliedearnestly,quicklyandyetabsently.

           "Ican’t!Don’tyouknowIwon’t?"Hehadstartedtokissher,butanoisedisturbedhim."Sh!"

           Hewalkedtothedoor,andshefollowedhimwitheager,sympatheticeyes.

           WhatifanythingshouldhappentoherFrank?Whatifanythingcould?Whatwouldshedo?Thatwaswhatwastroublingher.Whatwould,whatcouldshedotohelphim?Helookedsopalestrained.

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