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"
I
know
,
"
she
replied
sadly
and
attempting
to
conceal
the
true
mood
that
was
dominating
her
.
At
the
same
time
she
was
removing
the
paper
and
opening
the
lid
to
the
case
that
contained
her
toilet
set
.
And
once
opened
,
her
mood
changed
slightly
because
never
before
had
she
possessed
anything
so
valuable
or
original
.
"
Oh
,
this
is
beautiful
,
is
n't
it
?
"
she
exclaimed
,
interested
for
the
moment
in
spite
of
herself
.
"
I
did
n't
expect
anything
like
this
.
My
two
little
presents
wo
n't
seem
like
very
much
now
.
"
She
crossed
over
at
once
to
get
her
gifts
.
Yet
Clyde
could
see
that
although
his
gift
was
exceptional
,
still
it
was
not
sufficient
to
overcome
the
depression
which
his
indifference
had
brought
upon
her
.
His
continued
love
was
far
more
vital
than
any
present
.
"
You
like
it
,
do
you
?
"
he
asked
,
eagerly
hoping
against
hope
that
it
would
serve
to
divert
her
.
"
Of
course
,
dear
,
"
she
replied
,
looking
at
it
interestedly
.
"
But
mine
wo
n't
seem
so
much
,
"
she
added
gloomily
,
and
not
a
little
depressed
by
the
general
outcome
of
all
her
plans
.
"
But
they
'll
be
useful
to
you
and
you
'll
always
have
them
near
you
,
next
your
heart
,
where
I
want
them
to
be
.
"
She
handed
over
the
small
box
which
contained
the
metal
Eversharp
pencil
and
the
silver
ornamental
fountain
pen
she
had
chosen
for
him
because
she
fancied
they
would
be
useful
to
him
in
his
work
at
the
factory
.
Two
weeks
before
he
would
have
taken
her
in
his
arms
and
sought
to
console
her
for
the
misery
he
was
now
causing
her
.
But
now
he
merely
stood
there
wondering
how
,
without
seeming
too
distant
,
he
could
assuage
her
and
yet
not
enter
upon
the
customary
demonstrations
.
And
in
order
so
to
do
he
burst
into
enthusiastic
and
yet
somehow
hollow
words
in
regard
to
her
present
to
him
.
"
Oh
,
gee
,
these
are
swell
,
honey
,
and
just
what
I
need
.
You
certainly
could
n't
have
given
me
anything
that
would
come
in
handier
.
I
can
use
them
all
the
time
.
"
He
appeared
to
examine
them
with
the
utmost
pleasure
and
afterwards
fastened
them
in
his
pocket
ready
for
use
.
Also
,
because
for
the
moment
she
was
before
him
so
downcast
and
wistful
,
epitomizing
really
all
the
lure
of
the
old
relationship
,
he
put
his
arms
around
her
and
kissed
her
.
She
was
winsome
,
no
doubt
of
it
.
And
then
when
she
threw
her
arms
around
his
neck
and
burst
into
tears
,
he
held
her
close
,
saying
that
there
was
no
cause
for
all
this
and
that
she
would
be
back
Wednesday
and
all
would
be
as
before
.
At
the
same
time
he
was
thinking
that
this
was
not
true
,
and
how
strange
that
was
--
seeing
that
only
so
recently
he
had
cared
for
her
so
much
.
It
was
amazing
how
another
girl
could
divert
him
in
this
way
.
And
yet
so
it
was
.
And
although
she
might
be
thinking
that
he
was
still
caring
for
her
as
he
did
before
,
he
was
not
and
never
would
again
.
And
because
of
this
he
felt
really
sorry
for
her
.
Something
of
this
latest
mood
in
him
reached
Roberta
now
,
even
as
she
listened
to
his
words
and
felt
his
caresses
.
They
failed
to
convey
sincerity
.
His
manner
was
too
restless
,
his
embraces
too
apathetic
,
his
tone
without
real
tenderness
.
Further
proof
as
to
this
was
added
when
,
after
a
moment
or
two
,
he
sought
to
disengage
himself
and
look
at
his
watch
,
saying
,
"
I
guess
I
'll
have
to
be
going
now
,
honey
.
It
's
twenty
of
three
now
and
that
meeting
is
for
three
.
I
wish
I
could
ride
over
with
you
,
but
I
'll
see
you
when
you
get
back
.
"
