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"
Yes
,
I
know
,
"
Clyde
repeated
.
"
I
saw
you
going
in
that
house
in
Beaudry
Street
one
morning
as
I
was
going
along
there
,
"
he
announced
calmly
enough
now
.
"
And
I
saw
Esta
looking
out
of
the
window
afterwards
,
too
.
So
I
went
in
after
you
left
.
"
"
How
long
ago
was
that
?
"
she
asked
,
more
to
gain
time
than
anything
else
.
"
Oh
,
about
five
or
six
weeks
ago
,
I
think
.
I
been
around
to
see
her
a
coupla
times
since
then
,
only
Esta
did
n't
want
me
to
say
anything
about
that
either
.
"
"
Tst
!
Tst
!
Tst
!
"
clicked
Mrs.
Griffiths
,
with
her
tongue
.
"
Then
you
know
what
the
trouble
is
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Clyde
.
"
Well
,
what
is
to
be
will
be
,
"
she
said
resignedly
.
"
You
have
n't
mentioned
it
to
Frank
or
Julia
,
have
you
?
"
"
No
,
"
replied
Clyde
,
thoughtfully
,
thinking
of
what
a
failure
his
mother
had
made
of
her
attempt
to
be
secretive
.
She
was
no
one
to
deceive
any
one
,
or
his
father
,
either
.
He
thought
himself
far
,
far
shrewder
.
"
Well
,
you
must
n't
,
"
cautioned
his
mother
solemnly
.
"
It
is
n't
best
for
them
to
know
,
I
think
.
It
's
bad
enough
as
it
is
this
way
,
"
she
added
with
a
kind
of
wry
twist
to
her
mouth
,
the
while
Clyde
thought
of
himself
and
Hortense
.
"
And
to
think
,
"
she
added
,
after
a
moment
,
her
eyes
filling
with
a
sad
,
all-enveloping
gray
mist
,
"
she
should
have
brought
all
this
on
herself
and
on
us
.
And
when
we
have
so
little
to
do
with
,
as
it
is
.
And
after
all
the
instruction
she
has
had
--
the
training
.
'
The
way
of
the
transgressor
--
'
"
