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It
was
the
commonplace
of
her
existence
,
and
not
so
very
significant
,
though
delightful
enough
.
But
how
eagerly
she
yielded
herself
to
Cowperwood
under
the
spring
trees
these
days
!
She
had
no
sense
of
that
ultimate
yielding
that
was
coming
,
for
now
he
merely
caressed
and
talked
to
her
.
He
was
a
little
doubtful
about
himself
.
His
growing
liberties
for
himself
seemed
natural
enough
,
but
in
a
sense
of
fairness
to
her
he
began
to
talk
to
her
about
what
their
love
might
involve
.
Would
she
?
Did
she
understand
?
This
phase
of
it
puzzled
and
frightened
Aileen
a
little
at
first
.
She
stood
before
him
one
afternoon
in
her
black
riding-habit
and
high
silk
riding-hat
perched
jauntily
on
her
red-gold
hair
;
and
striking
her
riding-skirt
with
her
short
whip
,
pondering
doubtfully
as
she
listened
.
He
had
asked
her
whether
she
knew
what
she
was
doing
?
Whither
they
were
drifting
?
If
she
loved
him
truly
enough
?
The
two
horses
were
tethered
in
a
thicket
a
score
of
yards
away
from
the
main
road
and
from
the
bank
of
a
tumbling
stream
,
which
they
had
approached
.
She
was
trying
to
discover
if
she
could
see
them
.
It
was
pretense
.
There
was
no
interest
in
her
glance
.
She
was
thinking
of
him
and
the
smartness
of
his
habit
,
and
the
exquisiteness
of
this
moment
.
He
had
such
a
charming
calico
pony
.
The
leaves
were
just
enough
developed
to
make
a
diaphanous
lacework
of
green
.
It
was
like
looking
through
a
green-spangled
arras
to
peer
into
the
woods
beyond
or
behind
.
The
gray
stones
were
already
faintly
messy
where
the
water
rippled
and
sparkled
,
and
early
birds
were
calling
--
robins
and
blackbirds
and
wrens
.
"
Baby
mine
,
"
he
said
,
"
do
you
understand
all
about
this
?
Do
you
know
exactly
what
you
're
doing
when
you
come
with
me
this
way
?
"
"
I
think
I
do
.
"
She
struck
her
boot
and
looked
at
the
ground
,
and
then
up
through
the
trees
at
the
blue
sky
.
"
Look
at
me
,
honey
.
"
"
I
do
n't
want
to
.
"
"
But
look
at
me
,
sweet
.
I
want
to
ask
you
something
.
"
"
Do
n't
make
me
,
Frank
,
please
.
I
ca
n't
.
"
