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She
was
thinner
--
paler
--
her
eyes
almost
sunken
,
and
not
any
better
dressed
than
when
he
had
seen
her
last
.
She
appeared
nervous
and
depressed
.
One
of
the
first
thoughts
that
came
to
him
now
was
where
her
husband
was
.
Why
was
n't
he
here
?
What
had
become
of
him
?
As
he
looked
about
and
at
her
,
he
noticed
that
Esta
's
look
was
one
of
confusion
and
uncertainty
,
not
unmixed
with
a
little
satisfaction
at
seeing
him
.
Her
mouth
was
partly
open
because
of
a
desire
to
smile
and
to
welcome
him
,
but
her
eyes
showed
that
she
was
contending
with
a
problem
.
"
I
did
n't
expect
you
here
,
"
she
added
,
quickly
,
the
moment
he
released
her
.
"
You
did
n't
see
--
"
Then
she
paused
,
catching
herself
at
the
brink
of
some
information
which
evidently
she
did
n't
wish
to
impart
.
"
Yes
,
I
did
,
too
--
I
saw
Ma
,
"
he
replied
.
"
That
's
how
I
came
to
know
you
were
here
.
I
saw
her
coming
out
just
now
and
I
saw
you
up
here
through
the
window
.
"
(
He
did
not
care
to
confess
that
he
had
been
following
and
watching
his
mother
for
an
hour
.
)
"
But
when
did
you
get
back
?
"
he
went
on
.
"
It
's
a
wonder
you
would
n't
let
the
rest
of
us
know
something
about
you
.
Gee
,
you
're
a
dandy
,
you
are
--
going
away
and
staying
months
and
never
letting
any
one
of
us
know
anything
.
You
might
have
written
me
a
little
something
,
anyhow
.
We
always
got
along
pretty
well
,
did
n't
we
?
"
His
glance
was
quizzical
,
curious
,
imperative
.
She
,
for
her
part
,
felt
recessive
and
thence
evasive
--
uncertain
,
quite
,
what
to
think
or
say
or
tell
.
She
uttered
:
"
I
could
n't
think
who
it
might
be
.
No
one
comes
here
.
But
,
my
,
how
nice
you
look
,
Clyde
.
You
've
got
such
nice
clothes
,
now
.
And
you
're
getting
taller
.
Mamma
was
telling
me
you
are
working
at
the
Green
--
Davidson
.
"
She
looked
at
him
admiringly
and
he
was
properly
impressed
by
her
notice
of
him
.
At
the
same
time
he
could
not
get
his
mind
off
her
condition
.
He
could
not
cease
looking
at
her
face
,
her
eyes
,
her
thin-fat
body
.
And
as
he
looked
at
her
waist
and
her
gaunt
face
,
he
came
to
a
very
keen
realization
that
all
was
not
well
with
her
.
She
was
going
to
have
a
child
.
And
hence
the
thought
recurred
to
him
--
where
was
her
husband
--
or
at
any
rate
,
the
man
she
had
eloped
with
.
Her
original
note
,
according
to
her
mother
,
had
said
that
she
was
going
to
get
married
.
Yet
now
he
sensed
quite
clearly
that
she
was
not
married
.
She
was
deserted
,
left
in
this
miserable
room
here
alone
.
He
saw
it
,
felt
it
,
understood
it
.
And
he
thought
at
once
that
this
was
typical
of
all
that
seemed
to
occur
in
his
family
.
Here
he
was
just
getting
a
start
,
trying
to
be
somebody
and
get
along
in
the
world
and
have
a
good
time
.
And
here
was
Esta
,
after
her
first
venture
in
the
direction
of
doing
something
for
herself
,
coming
to
such
a
finish
as
this
.
It
made
him
a
little
sick
and
resentful
.
"
How
long
have
you
been
back
,
Esta
?
"
he
repeated
dubiously
,
scarcely
knowing
just
what
to
say
now
,
for
now
that
he
was
here
and
she
was
as
she
was
he
began
to
scent
expense
,
trouble
,
distress
and
to
wish
almost
that
he
had
not
been
so
curious
.
Why
need
he
have
been
?
It
could
only
mean
that
he
must
help
.
"
Oh
,
not
so
very
long
,
Clyde
.
About
a
month
,
now
,
I
guess
.
Not
more
than
that
.
"
"
I
thought
so
.
I
saw
you
up
on
Eleventh
near
Baltimore
about
a
month
ago
,
did
n't
I
?
Sure
I
did
,
"
he
added
a
little
less
joyously
--
a
change
that
Esta
noted
.
At
the
same
time
she
nodded
her
head
affirmatively
.
"
I
knew
I
did
.
I
told
Ma
so
at
the
time
,
but
she
did
n't
seem
to
think
so
.
She
was
n't
as
surprised
as
I
thought
she
would
be
,
though
.
I
know
why
,
now
.
She
acted
as
though
she
did
n't
want
me
to
tell
her
about
it
either
.
But
I
knew
I
was
n't
wrong
.
"
He
stared
at
Esta
oddly
,
quite
proud
of
his
prescience
in
this
case
.
He
paused
though
,
not
knowing
quite
what
else
to
say
and
wondering
whether
what
he
had
just
said
was
of
any
sense
or
import
.
It
did
n't
seem
to
suggest
any
real
aid
for
her
.
