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And
then
she
had
to
explain
to
Clyde
what
Biltz
and
Trippetts
Mills
were
like
--
and
her
home
--
a
very
little
,
for
she
did
not
care
to
talk
about
that
.
And
then
back
to
the
Newtons
and
Grace
Marr
and
how
they
watched
her
every
move
.
Clyde
was
thinking
as
she
talked
how
different
she
was
from
Hortense
Briggs
or
Rita
,
or
any
other
girl
he
had
ever
known
--
so
much
more
simple
and
confiding
--
not
in
any
way
mushy
as
was
Rita
,
or
brash
or
vain
or
pretentious
,
as
was
Hortense
,
and
yet
really
as
pretty
and
so
much
sweeter
.
He
could
not
help
thinking
if
she
were
smartly
dressed
how
sweet
she
would
be
.
And
again
he
was
wondering
what
she
would
think
of
him
and
his
attitude
toward
Hortense
in
contrast
to
his
attitude
toward
her
now
,
if
she
knew
.
"
You
know
,
"
he
said
at
the
very
first
opportunity
,
"
I
've
been
trying
to
talk
to
you
ever
since
you
came
to
work
at
the
factory
but
you
see
how
very
watchful
every
one
is
.
They
're
the
limit
.
They
told
me
when
I
came
up
there
that
I
must
n't
interest
myself
in
any
girl
working
there
and
so
I
tried
not
to
.
But
I
just
could
n't
help
this
,
could
I
?
"
He
squeezed
her
arm
affectionately
,
then
stopped
suddenly
and
,
disengaging
his
arm
from
hers
,
put
both
his
about
her
.
"
You
know
,
Roberta
,
I
'm
crazy
about
you
.
I
really
am
.
I
think
you
're
the
dearest
,
sweetest
thing
.
Oh
,
say
!
Do
you
mind
my
telling
you
?
Ever
since
you
showed
up
there
,
I
have
n't
been
able
to
sleep
,
nearly
.
You
've
got
such
nice
eyes
and
hair
.
To
-
night
you
look
just
too
cute
--
lovely
,
I
think
.
Oh
,
Roberta
,
"
suddenly
he
caught
her
face
between
his
two
hands
and
kissed
her
,
before
really
she
could
evade
him
.
Then
having
done
this
he
held
her
while
she
resisted
him
,
although
it
was
almost
impossible
for
her
to
do
so
.
Instead
she
felt
as
though
she
wanted
to
put
her
arms
around
him
or
have
him
hold
her
tight
,
and
this
mood
in
regard
to
him
and
herself
puzzled
and
troubled
her
.
It
was
awful
.
What
would
people
think
--
say
--
if
they
knew
?
She
was
a
bad
girl
,
really
,
and
yet
she
wanted
to
be
this
way
--
near
him
--
now
as
never
before
.
"
Oh
,
you
must
n't
,
Mr.
Griffiths
,
"
she
pleaded
.
"
You
really
must
n't
,
you
know
.
Please
.
Some
one
might
see
us
.
I
think
I
hear
some
one
coming
.
Please
,
now
.
"
She
looked
about
quite
frightened
,
apparently
,
while
Clyde
laughed
ecstatically
.
Life
had
presented
him
a
delicious
sweet
at
last
.
"
You
know
I
never
did
anything
like
this
before
,
"
she
went
on
.
"
Honest
,
I
did
n't
.
Please
.
It
's
only
because
you
said
--
"
Clyde
was
pressing
her
close
,
not
saying
anything
in
reply
--
his
pale
face
and
dark
hungry
eyes
held
very
close
to
hers
.
He
kissed
her
again
and
again
despite
her
protests
,
her
little
mouth
and
chin
and
cheeks
seeming
too
beautiful
--
too
irresistible
--
then
murmured
pleadingly
,
for
he
was
too
overcome
to
speak
vigorously
.
"
Oh
,
Roberta
,
dearest
,
please
,
please
,
say
that
you
love
me
.
Please
do
!
I
know
that
you
do
,
Roberta
.
I
can
tell
.
Please
,
tell
me
now
.
I
'm
crazy
about
you
.
We
have
so
little
time
"
He
kissed
her
again
upon
the
cheek
and
mouth
,
and
suddenly
he
felt
her
relax
.
She
stood
quite
still
and
unresisting
in
his
arms
.
He
felt
a
wonder
of
something
--
he
could
not
tell
what
.
All
of
a
sudden
he
felt
tears
upon
her
face
,
her
head
sunk
to
his
shoulder
,
and
then
he
heard
her
say
:
"
Yes
,
yes
,
yes
.
I
do
love
you
.
Yes
,
yes
.
I
do
.
I
do
.
"
There
was
a
sob
--
half
of
misery
,
half
of
delight
--
in
her
voice
and
Clyde
caught
that
.
He
was
so
touched
by
her
honesty
and
simplicity
that
tears
sprang
to
his
own
eyes
.
"
It
's
all
right
,
Roberta
.
It
's
all
right
.
Please
do
n't
cry
.
Oh
,
I
think
you
're
so
sweet
.
I
do
.
I
do
,
Roberta
.
"
He
looked
up
and
before
him
in
the
east
over
the
low
roofs
of
the
city
was
the
thinnest
,
yellowest
topmost
arc
of
the
rising
July
moon
.
It
seemed
at
the
moment
as
though
life
had
given
him
all
--
all
--
that
he
could
possibly
ask
of
it
.
