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 "Why did you write that note? Did you think I would follow you?"

"Please!" she whispered.

"Did you, Prudence? For if you did, you thought rightly. I would have found you sooner or later, you know. Tell me, please; why did you write it?"

For a long moment she made no answer. Then, slowly, she raised her face until her eyes were on his.

"I wrote it because," she began, bravely, "because" Then the lashes fell over the blue eyes. "But what can it matter," she faltered, "why I wrote it?"

"I would like to know," he answered, gravely. "You see, it wasn't as though I was just the acquaintance you called me, 'one of the few acquaintances,' Prudence. You must have known that! It mattered to me,