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Mr. Lynde to the Rescue

           "Whatalovelyopalwhatanodddesign."Shewentovertheseparateleaves."Youshouldn’tbesofoolish.Icouldn’ttakeit.Ihavetoomanythingsasitis,andbesides—"ShewasthinkingofwhatshewouldsayifCowperwoodchancedtoaskherwhereshegotit.Hewassointuitive.

           "Andbesides?"hequeried.

           "Nothing,"shereplied,"exceptthatImustn’ttakeit,really.""Won’tyoutakeitasasouvenirevenifouragreement,youknow."

           "Evenifwhat?"shequeried.

           "Evenifnothingelsecomesofit.Amemento,thentrulyyouknow."

           Helaidholdofherfingerswithhiscool,vigorousones.Ayearbefore,evensixmonths,Aileenwouldhavereleasedherhandsmilingly.Nowshehesitated.WhyshouldshebesosqueamishwithothermenwhenCowperwoodwassounkindtoher?

           "Tellmesomething,"Lyndeasked,notingthedoubtandholdingherfingersgentlybutfirmly,"doyoucareformeatall?"

           "Ilikeyou,yes.Ican’tsaythatitisanythingmorethanthat."

           Sheflushed,though,inspiteofherself.

           Hemerelygazedatherwithhishard,burningeyes.Thematerialitythataccompaniesromanceinsomanytemperamentsawakenedinher,andquiteputCowperwoodoutofhermindforthemoment.Itwasanastonishingandrevolutionaryexperienceforher.Shequiteburnedinreply,andLyndesmiledsweetly,encouragingly.

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