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There
was
a
certain
fascination
in
the
contradiction
of
stature
and
character
of
Hilma
—
a
great
girl
,
half
-
child
as
yet
,
but
tall
as
a
man
for
all
that
.
There
was
a
moment
’
s
awkward
silence
,
then
Hilma
explained
:
“
I
—
I
came
back
to
look
for
my
hat
.
I
thought
I
left
it
here
this
afternoon
.
”
“
And
I
was
looking
for
my
hat
,
”
cried
Annixter
.
“
Funny
enough
,
hey
?
”
They
laughed
at
this
as
heartily
as
children
might
have
done
.
The
constraint
of
the
situation
was
a
little
relaxed
and
Annixter
,
with
sudden
directness
,
glanced
sharply
at
the
young
woman
and
demanded
:
“
Well
,
Miss
Hilma
,
hate
me
as
much
as
ever
?
”
“
Oh
,
no
,
sir
,
”
she
answered
,
“
I
never
said
I
hated
you
.
”
“
Well
,
—
dislike
me
,
then
;
I
know
you
said
that
.
”
“
I
—
I
disliked
what
you
did
—
TRIED
to
do
.
It
made
me
angry
and
it
hurt
me
.
I
shouldn
’
t
have
said
what
I
did
that
time
,
but
it
was
your
fault
.
”
“
You
mean
you
shouldn
’
t
have
said
you
didn
’
t
like
me
?
”
asked
Annixter
.
“
Why
?
”
