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And
that
meant
that
her
dreams
and
sacrifices
thus
far
had
been
in
vain
.
She
became
frightened
.
"
Well
,
anyhow
,
"
she
went
on
dubiously
in
the
face
of
this
,
"
do
n't
you
think
you
might
have
left
a
note
here
,
Clyde
,
so
I
would
have
got
it
when
I
got
in
?
"
She
asked
this
mildly
,
not
wishing
to
irritate
him
too
much
.
"
But
did
n't
I
just
tell
you
,
honey
,
I
did
n't
expect
to
be
so
late
.
I
thought
the
thing
would
all
be
over
by
six
,
anyhow
.
"
"
Yes
--
well
--
anyhow
--
I
know
--
but
still
--
"
Her
face
wore
a
puzzled
,
troubled
,
nervous
look
,
in
which
was
mingled
fear
,
sorrow
,
depression
,
distrust
,
a
trace
of
resentment
and
a
trace
of
despair
,
all
of
which
,
coloring
and
animating
her
eyes
,
which
were
now
fixed
on
him
in
round
orblike
solemnity
,
caused
him
to
suffer
from
a
sense
of
having
misused
and
demeaned
her
not
a
little
.
And
because
her
eyes
seemed
to
advertise
this
,
he
flushed
a
dark
red
flush
that
colored
deeply
his
naturally
very
pale
cheeks
.
But
without
appearing
to
notice
this
or
lay
any
stress
on
it
in
any
way
at
the
time
,
Roberta
added
after
a
moment
:
"
I
notice
that
The
Star
mentioned
that
Gloversville
party
Sunday
,
but
it
did
n't
say
anything
about
your
cousins
being
over
there
.
Were
they
?
"
For
the
first
time
in
all
her
questioning
of
him
,
she
asked
this
as
though
she
might
possibly
doubt
him
--
a
development
which
Clyde
had
scarcely
anticipated
in
connection
with
her
up
to
this
time
,
and
more
than
anything
else
,
it
troubled
and
irritated
him
.
"
Of
course
they
were
,
"
he
replied
falsely
.
"
Why
do
you
want
to
ask
a
thing
like
that
when
I
told
you
they
were
?
"
"
Well
,
dear
,
I
do
n't
mean
anything
by
it
.
I
only
wanted
to
know
.
But
I
did
notice
that
it
mentioned
all
those
other
people
from
Lycurgus
that
you
are
always
talking
about
,
Sondra
Finchley
,
Bertine
Cranston
.
You
know
you
never
mentioned
anybody
but
the
Trumbulls
.
"
Her
tone
tended
to
make
him
bristle
and
grow
cross
,
as
she
saw
.
"
Yes
,
I
saw
that
,
too
,
but
it
ai
n't
so
.
If
they
were
there
,
I
did
n't
see
them
.
The
papers
do
n't
always
get
everything
right
.
"
In
spite
of
a
certain
crossness
and
irritation
at
being
trapped
in
this
fashion
,
his
manner
did
not
carry
conviction
,
and
he
knew
it
.
And
he
began
to
resent
the
fact
that
she
should
question
him
so
.
Why
should
she
?
Was
n't
he
of
sufficient
importance
to
move
in
this
new
world
without
her
holding
him
back
in
this
way
?
