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What'd you think I'd do?”

“Knowing your courage and honour, that’s what Pd think you'd do.” The hard, excited glitter softened out of her eyes. “I knew you’d want me ss Cary. Of course I never told him who the man was.” “And is that what “What broke the engagement? It did for a while. Then he came back. But I couldn’t stand it. Nothing above the ears, Cary. It wasn’t even the First Dreaming for me. You remember what you said that day you drove me over to Cissie’s about my marrying, and about keeping you in the background of my mind?”

aves? “But you don’t stay there,” she complained childishly. “You're always popping out and spoiling things.” She gave him a challenging look. “I was sort of keeping you for my Second Dreaming.” Scott laughed. “Pat, dearest, are you flirting with me after P’ve come four thousand miles i: “What did you come for?” “For you.” Her loosely clasped hands stirred and parted. “Well—

here I am.” “That’s not enough.” “You don’t want much, do you?” she murmured. “Everything or nothing now. You know I’m free.” She nodded. “I can see what’s coming,” she said with a pretence of demureness. “If you’ve hopped across those four thousand miles from a sense of duty to the weeping

girl that you left behind. “Pat!” “Don’t bark at me. It frazzles my nerves. done any weeping over you, Cary. thrills cf life.

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Would you have come back, I wonder, if