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And
he
was
thinking
to
himself
as
he
went
what
to
say
now
.
What
to
do
?
How
in
the
face
of
this
suddenly
frosted
and
blanched
affection
to
pretend
an
interest
he
did
not
feel
--
how
,
indeed
,
continue
with
a
relationship
which
now
,
as
alive
and
vigorous
as
it
might
have
been
as
little
as
fifteen
days
before
,
appeared
exceedingly
anemic
and
colorless
.
It
would
not
do
to
say
or
indicate
in
any
way
that
he
did
not
care
for
her
any
more
--
for
that
would
be
so
decidedly
cruel
and
might
cause
Roberta
to
say
what
?
Do
what
?
And
on
the
other
hand
,
neither
would
it
do
,
in
the
face
of
his
longings
and
prospects
in
the
direction
of
Sondra
to
continue
in
a
type
of
approach
and
declaration
that
was
not
true
or
sound
and
that
could
only
tend
to
maintain
things
as
they
were
.
Impossible
!
Besides
,
at
the
first
hint
of
reciprocal
love
on
the
part
of
Sondra
,
would
he
not
be
anxious
and
determined
to
desert
Roberta
if
he
could
?
And
why
not
?
As
contrasted
with
one
of
Sondra
's
position
and
beauty
,
what
had
Roberta
really
to
offer
him
?
And
would
it
be
fair
in
one
of
her
station
and
considering
the
connections
and
the
possibilities
that
Sondra
offered
,
for
her
to
demand
or
assume
that
he
should
continue
a
deep
and
undivided
interest
in
her
as
opposed
to
this
other
?
That
would
not
really
be
fair
,
would
it
?
It
was
thus
that
he
continued
to
speculate
while
Roberta
,
preceding
him
to
her
room
,
was
asking
herself
what
was
this
now
that
had
so
suddenly
come
upon
her
--
over
Clyde
--
this
sudden
indifference
,
this
willingness
to
break
a
pre-Christmas
date
,
and
when
she
was
about
to
leave
for
home
and
not
to
see
him
for
three
days
and
over
Christmas
,
too
,
to
make
him
not
wish
to
ride
with
her
even
so
far
as
Fonda
.
He
might
say
that
it
was
that
meeting
,
but
was
it
?
She
could
have
waited
until
four
if
necessary
,
but
something
in
his
manner
had
precluded
that
--
something
distant
and
evasive
.
Oh
,
what
did
this
all
mean
?
And
,
so
soon
after
the
establishing
of
this
intimacy
,
which
at
first
and
up
to
now
at
least
had
seemed
to
be
drawing
them
indivisibly
together
.
Did
it
spell
a
change
--
danger
to
or
the
end
even
of
their
wonderful
love
dream
?
Oh
,
dear
!
And
she
had
given
him
so
much
and
now
his
loyalty
meant
everything
--
her
future
--
her
life
.
She
stood
in
her
room
pondering
this
new
problem
as
Clyde
arrived
,
his
Christmas
package
under
his
arm
,
but
still
fixed
in
his
determination
to
modify
his
present
relationship
with
Roberta
,
if
he
could
--
yet
,
at
the
same
time
anxious
to
put
as
inconsequential
a
face
on
the
proceeding
as
possible
.
"
Gee
,
I
'm
awfully
sorry
about
this
,
Bert
,
"
he
began
briskly
,
his
manner
a
mixture
of
attempted
gayety
,
sympathy
and
uncertainty
.
"
I
had
n't
an
idea
until
about
a
couple
of
hours
ago
that
they
were
going
to
have
this
meeting
.
But
you
know
how
it
is
.
You
just
ca
n't
get
out
of
a
thing
like
this
.
You
're
not
going
to
feel
too
bad
,
are
you
?
"
For
already
,
from
her
expression
at
the
factory
as
well
as
here
,
he
had
gathered
that
her
mood
was
of
the
darkest
.
"
I
'm
glad
I
got
the
chance
to
bring
this
around
to
you
,
though
,
"
he
added
,
handing
the
gift
to
her
.
"
I
meant
to
bring
it
around
last
night
only
that
other
business
came
up
.
Gee
,
I
'm
sorry
about
the
whole
thing
.
Really
,
I
am
.
"
Delighted
as
she
might
have
been
the
night
before
if
this
gift
had
been
given
to
her
,
Roberta
now
put
the
box
on
the
table
,
all
the
zest
that
might
have
been
joined
with
it
completely
banished
.
"
Did
you
have
a
good
time
last
night
,
dear
?
"
she
queried
,
curious
as
to
the
outcome
of
the
event
that
had
robbed
her
of
him
.
"
Oh
,
pretty
good
,
"
returned
Clyde
,
anxious
to
put
as
deceptive
a
face
as
possible
on
the
night
that
had
meant
so
much
to
him
and
spelled
so
much
danger
to
her
.
"
I
thought
I
was
just
going
over
to
my
uncle
's
for
dinner
like
I
told
you
.
But
after
I
got
there
I
found
that
what
they
really
wanted
me
for
was
to
escort
Bella
and
Myra
over
to
some
doings
in
Gloversvile
.
There
's
a
rich
family
over
there
,
the
Steeles
--
big
glove
people
,
you
know
.
Well
,
anyhow
,
they
were
giving
a
dance
and
they
wanted
me
to
take
them
over
because
Gil
could
n't
go
.
But
it
was
n't
so
very
interesting
.
I
was
glad
when
it
was
all
over
.
"
He
used
the
names
Bella
,
Myra
and
Gilbert
as
though
they
were
long
and
assured
intimates
of
his
--
an
intimacy
which
invariably
impressed
Roberta
greatly
.
"
You
did
n't
get
through
in
time
then
to
come
around
here
,
did
you
?
"
