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 his dances would have been enough. I was waiting. You could have called me with one look. But to publicly do and say what you did, my lady—I know Phil, and I know you went too far. Put on that ring, and send him word you are sorry, before it is too late." "I will not! He shall come to me." "Then God help you!" said Henderson, "for you are plunging into misery whose depth you do not dream. Edith, I beg of you!" She swayed where she stood. Her maid opened the door and caught her. Henderson went down the hall and out to his car.