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360 her as if she had been walking the whole evening through the thick, crisp snow. Suddenly, she stopped:

"Henri," she stammered.

"What?"

"I . . . I daren't . . ."

"What daren't you?"

"I daren't ring."

"Why not?"

"I daren't go in."

"But what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing. . . . I'm frightened. I daren't."

"But, Constance . . ."

"Henri, I'm trembling all over! . . ."

"Are you feeling ill?"

"No . . . I'm frightened. . . ."

"Come, Constance, what are you frightened of? Now that we're there, we may as well ring. What else would you do ? . . . Here's the house."

He rang the bell. . . . They waited; no one came to the door; and the snow beat in their faces.

"But there's a light," he said. "They haven't gone to bed."

"And Addie . . ."

"Yes, Addie must be there."

"Ring again," she said.

He rang the bell. . . . They waited. . . . The house remained silent in the driving snow; but there was a light in nearly every window.