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 “Tell me what happened,” he said. “Tt’s like a horrible dream.” She shuddered at the recollection. “How I ran I don’t know, ~

for my knees were trembling under me. Have —

you ever dreamt that you were pursued, and that, though you strove your hardest, your run was no more than a miserable stumbling walk? It was like that with me. The man frightened ~ me; I saw madness and murder in his eyes. © How I left the house I don’t know; how I —

crossed the heath I have no recollection. But —

I ran on and on until I fell exhausted. Then I crept under some gorse. Once he passed ~ quite close, shouting my name. He was cry- — ing out that he loved me, that if I would come ~ back to him he would forgive all. But I~ crouched lower, lower into the earth, and pres- j ently he rushed by shouting like the maniac ~

that he is.” “Poor Andromeda!” 3 “Tt’s all horrible, hideous,” she said, shud- q dering. “Late that night I crawled into a — village and almost had to beg for shelter, nor — would they show me to a room until I had paid — them. A woman may not do these things; a woman is handicapped all through. Don’t — 298