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Here
Tracy
Trumbull
,
driving
at
the
time
,
requested
that
some
one
should
get
out
and
inquire
at
the
adjacent
farm-house
as
to
whether
this
road
did
lead
to
Biltz
.
And
Clyde
,
being
nearest
to
one
door
,
jumped
out
.
And
then
,
glancing
at
the
name
on
the
mail-box
which
stood
at
the
junction
and
evidently
belonged
to
the
extremely
dilapidated
old
farm-house
on
the
rise
above
,
he
was
not
a
little
astonished
to
note
that
the
name
was
that
of
Titus
Alden
--
Roberta
's
father
.
Also
,
as
it
instantly
came
to
him
,
since
she
had
described
her
parents
as
being
near
Biltz
,
this
must
be
her
home
.
It
gave
him
pause
,
caused
him
for
the
moment
to
hesitate
as
to
whether
to
go
on
or
not
,
for
once
he
had
given
Roberta
a
small
picture
of
himself
,
and
she
might
have
shown
it
up
here
.
Again
the
mere
identification
of
this
lorn
,
dilapidated
realm
with
Roberta
and
hence
himself
,
was
sufficient
to
cause
him
to
wish
to
turn
and
run
.
But
Sondra
,
who
was
sitting
next
him
in
the
car
and
now
noting
his
hesitation
,
called
:
"
What
's
the
matter
,
Clyde
?
Afraid
of
the
bow
-
wow
?
"
And
he
,
realizing
instantly
that
they
would
comment
further
on
his
actions
if
he
did
not
proceed
at
once
,
started
up
the
path
.
But
the
effect
of
this
house
,
once
he
contemplated
it
thoroughly
,
was
sufficient
to
arouse
in
his
brain
the
most
troubled
and
miserable
of
thoughts
.
For
what
a
house
,
to
be
sure
!
So
lonely
and
bare
,
even
in
this
bright
,
spring
weather
!
The
decayed
and
sagging
roof
.
The
broken
chimney
to
the
north
--
rough
lumps
of
cemented
field
stones
lying
at
its
base
;
the
sagging
and
semi
-
toppling
chimney
to
the
south
,
sustained
in
place
by
a
log
chain
.
The
unkempt
path
from
the
road
below
,
which
slowly
he
ascended
!
He
was
not
a
little
dejected
by
the
broken
and
displaced
stones
which
served
as
steps
before
the
front
door
.
And
the
unpainted
dilapidated
out-buildings
,
all
the
more
dreary
because
of
these
others
.
"
Gee
!
"
To
think
that
this
was
Roberta
's
home
.
And
to
think
,
in
the
face
of
all
that
he
now
aspired
to
in
connection
with
Sondra
and
this
social
group
at
Lycurgus
,
she
should
be
demanding
that
he
marry
her
!
And
Sondra
in
the
car
with
him
here
to
see
--
if
not
know
.
The
poverty
!
The
reduced
grimness
of
it
all
.
How
far
he
had
traveled
away
from
just
such
a
beginning
as
this
!
With
a
weakening
and
sickening
sensation
at
the
pit
of
his
stomach
,
as
of
some
blow
administered
there
,
he
now
approached
the
door
.
And
then
,
as
if
to
further
distress
him
,
if
that
were
possible
,
the
door
was
opened
by
Titus
Alden
,
who
,
in
an
old
,
thread-bare
and
out-at-elbows
coat
,
as
well
as
baggy
,
worn
,
jean
trousers
and
rough
,
shineless
,
ill-fitting
country
shoes
,
desired
by
his
look
to
know
what
he
wanted
.
And
Clyde
,
being
taken
aback
by
the
clothes
,
as
well
as
a
marked
resemblance
to
Roberta
about
the
eyes
and
mouth
,
now
as
swiftly
as
possible
asked
if
the
east
and
west
road
below
ran
through
Biltz
and
joined
the
main
highway
north
.
And
although
he
would
have
preferred
a
quick
"
yes
"
so
that
he
might
have
turned
and
gone
,
Titus
preferred
to
step
down
into
the
yard
and
then
,
with
a
gesture
of
the
arm
,
indicate
that
if
they
wanted
to
strike
a
really
good
part
of
the
road
,
they
had
better
follow
this
Trippettsville
north
and
south
road
for
at
least
two
more
miles
,
and
then
turn
west
.
Clyde
thanked
him
briefly
and
turned
almost
before
he
had
finished
and
hurried
away
.
For
,
as
he
now
recalled
,
and
with
an
enormous
sense
of
depression
,
Roberta
was
thinking
and
at
this
very
time
,
that
soon
now
,
and
in
the
face
of
all
Lycurgus
had
to
offer
him
--
Sondra
--
the
coming
spring
and
summer
--
the
love
and
romance
,
gayety
,
position
,
power
--
he
was
going
to
give
all
that
up
and
go
away
with
and
marry
her
.
Sneak
away
to
some
out-of-the-way
place
!
Oh
,
how
horrible
!
And
with
a
child
at
his
age
!
Oh
,
why
had
he
ever
been
so
foolish
and
weak
as
to
identify
himself
with
her
in
this
intimate
way
?
Just
because
of
a
few
lonely
evenings
!
Oh
,
why
,
why
could
n't
he
have
waited
and
then
this
other
world
would
have
opened
up
to
him
just
the
same
?
If
only
he
could
have
waited
!
And
now
unquestionably
,
unless
he
could
speedily
and
easily
disengage
himself
from
her
,
all
this
other
splendid
recognition
would
be
destined
to
be
withdrawn
from
him
,
and
this
other
world
from
which
he
sprang
might
extend
its
gloomy
,
poverty-stricken
arms
to
him
and
envelop
him
once
more
,
just
as
the
poverty
of
his
family
had
enveloped
and
almost
strangled
him
from
the
first
.
And
it
even
occurred
to
him
,
in
a
vague
way
for
the
first
time
,
how
strange
it
was
that
this
girl
and
he
,
whose
origin
had
been
strikingly
similar
,
should
have
been
so
drawn
to
each
other
in
the
beginning
.
Why
should
it
have
been
?
How
strange
life
was
,
anyway
?
But
even
more
harrowing
than
this
,
was
the
problem
of
a
way
out
that
was
before
him
.
And
his
mind
from
now
on
,
on
this
trip
,
was
once
more
searching
for
some
solution
.
A
word
of
complaint
from
Roberta
or
her
parents
to
his
uncle
or
Gilbert
,
and
assuredly
he
would
be
done
for
.
The
thought
so
troubled
him
that
once
in
the
car
,
and
although
previously
he
had
been
chattering
along
with
the
others
about
what
might
be
in
store
ahead
in
the
way
of
divertissement
,
he
now
sat
silent
.
And
Sondra
,
who
sat
next
to
him
and
who
previously
had
been
whispering
at
intervals
of
her
plans
for
the
summer
,
now
,
instead
of
resuming
the
patter
,
whispered
:
"
What
come
over
de
sweet
phing
?
"
(
When
Clyde
appeared
to
be
the
least
reduced
in
mind
she
most
affected
this
patter
with
him
,
since
it
had
an
almost
electric
,
if
sweetly
tormenting
effect
on
him
.
"
His
baby-talking
girl
,
"
he
sometimes
called
her
.
)
"
Facey
all
dark
now
.
Little
while
ago
facey
all
smiles
.
Come
make
facey
all
nice
again
.
Smile
at
Sondra
.
Squeeze
Sondra
's
arm
like
good
boy
,
Clyde
.
"
