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From
now
on
she
must
be
the
very
soul
of
caution
--
not
do
or
say
anything
that
would
irritate
him
in
any
way
,
since
naturally
he
would
not
be
in
the
best
mood
because
of
this
.
But
he
must
have
changed
some
--
perhaps
he
was
seeing
her
in
a
more
kindly
light
--
sympathizing
with
her
a
little
,
since
he
now
appeared
at
last
to
have
most
gracefully
and
genially
succumbed
to
the
unavoidable
.
And
at
the
same
time
noting
his
light
gray
suit
,
his
new
straw
hat
,
his
brightly
polished
shoes
and
the
dark
tan
suitcase
and
(
strange
,
equivocal
,
frivolous
erraticism
of
his
in
this
instance
)
the
tripod
of
a
recently
purchased
camera
together
with
his
tennis
racquet
in
its
canvas
case
strapped
to
the
side
--
more
than
anything
to
conceal
the
initials
C.
G.
--
she
was
seized
with
much
of
her
old-time
mood
and
desire
in
regard
to
his
looks
and
temperament
.
He
was
still
,
and
despite
his
present
indifference
to
her
,
her
Clyde
.
Having
seen
her
secure
her
ticket
,
he
now
went
to
get
his
own
,
and
then
,
with
another
knowing
look
in
her
direction
,
which
said
that
everything
was
now
all
right
,
he
returned
to
the
eastern
end
of
the
platform
,
while
she
returned
to
her
position
at
the
forward
end
.
(
Why
was
that
old
man
in
that
old
brown
winter
suit
and
hat
and
carrying
that
bird
cage
in
a
brown
paper
looking
at
him
so
?
Could
he
sense
anything
?
Did
he
know
him
?
Had
he
ever
worked
in
Lycurgus
or
seen
him
before
?
)
He
was
going
to
buy
a
second
straw
hat
in
Utica
to-day
--
he
must
remember
that
--
a
straw
hat
with
a
Utica
label
,
which
he
would
wear
instead
of
his
present
one
.
Then
,
when
she
was
not
looking
,
he
would
put
the
old
one
in
his
bag
with
his
other
things
.
That
was
why
he
would
have
to
leave
her
for
a
little
while
after
they
reached
Utica
--
at
the
depot
or
library
or
somewhere
--
perhaps
as
was
his
first
plan
,
take
her
to
some
small
hotel
somewhere
and
register
as
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Carl
Graham
or
Clifford
Golden
or
Gehring
(
there
was
a
girl
in
the
factory
by
that
name
)
so
if
they
were
ever
traced
in
any
way
,
it
would
be
assumed
that
she
had
gone
away
with
some
man
of
that
name
.
(
That
whistle
of
a
train
afar
off
.
It
must
be
coming
now
.
His
watch
said
twelve-twenty-seven
.
)
And
again
he
must
decide
what
his
manner
toward
her
in
Utica
must
be
--
whether
very
cordial
or
the
opposite
.
For
over
the
telephone
,
of
course
,
he
had
talked
very
soft
and
genial-like
because
he
had
to
.
Perhaps
it
would
be
best
to
keep
that
up
,
otherwise
she
might
become
angry
or
suspicious
or
stubborn
and
that
would
make
it
hard
.
(
Would
that
train
never
get
here
?
)
At
the
same
time
it
was
going
to
be
very
hard
on
him
to
be
so
very
pleasant
when
,
after
all
,
she
was
driving
him
as
she
was
--
expecting
him
to
do
all
that
she
was
asking
him
to
do
and
yet
be
nice
to
her
.
Damn
!
And
yet
if
he
were
n't
?
--
Supposing
she
should
sense
something
of
his
thoughts
in
connection
with
this
--
really
refuse
to
go
through
with
it
this
way
and
spoil
his
plans
.
(
If
only
his
knees
and
hands
would
n't
tremble
so
at
times
.
)
But
no
,
how
was
she
to
be
able
to
detect
anything
of
that
kind
,
when
he
himself
had
not
quite
made
up
his
mind
as
to
whether
he
would
be
able
to
go
through
with
it
or
not
?
He
only
knew
he
was
not
going
away
with
her
,
and
that
was
all
there
was
to
that
.
He
might
not
upset
the
boat
,
as
he
had
decided
on
the
day
before
,
but
just
the
same
he
was
not
going
away
with
her
.
