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Still
he
knew
that
it
would
make
a
difference
.
Reassured
as
to
Rita
's
condition
,
he
went
back
to
Aileen
's
room
to
plead
with
her
again
--
to
soothe
her
if
he
could
.
He
found
her
up
and
dressing
,
a
new
thought
and
determination
in
her
mind
.
Since
she
had
thrown
herself
on
the
bed
sobbing
and
groaning
,
her
mood
had
gradually
changed
;
she
began
to
reason
that
if
she
could
not
dominate
him
,
could
not
make
him
properly
sorry
,
she
had
better
leave
.
It
was
evident
,
she
thought
,
that
he
did
not
love
her
any
more
,
seeing
that
his
anxiety
to
protect
Rita
had
been
so
great
;
his
brutality
in
restraining
her
so
marked
;
and
yet
she
did
not
want
to
believe
that
this
was
so
.
He
had
been
so
wonderful
to
her
in
times
past
.
She
had
not
given
up
all
hope
of
winning
a
victory
over
him
,
and
these
other
women
--
she
loved
him
too
much
--
but
only
a
separation
would
do
it
.
That
might
bring
him
to
his
senses
.
She
would
get
up
,
dress
,
and
go
down-town
to
a
hotel
.
He
should
not
see
her
any
more
unless
he
followed
her
.
She
was
satisfied
that
she
had
broken
up
the
liaison
with
Rita
Sohlberg
,
anyway
for
the
present
,
and
as
for
Antoinette
Nowak
,
she
would
attend
to
her
later
.
Her
brain
and
her
heart
ached
.
She
was
so
full
of
woe
and
rage
,
alternating
,
that
she
could
not
cry
any
more
now
.
She
stood
before
her
mirror
trying
with
trembling
fingers
to
do
over
her
toilet
and
adjust
a
street-costume
.
Cowperwood
was
disturbed
,
nonplussed
at
this
unexpected
sight
.
"
Aileen
,
"
he
said
,
finally
,
coming
up
behind
her
,
"
ca
n't
you
and
I
talk
this
thing
over
peacefully
now
?
You
do
n't
want
to
do
anything
that
you
'll
be
sorry
for
.
I
do
n't
want
you
to
.
I
'm
sorry
.
You
do
n't
really
believe
that
I
've
ceased
to
love
you
,
do
you
?
I
have
n't
,
you
know
.
This
thing
is
n't
as
bad
as
it
looks
.
I
should
think
you
would
have
a
little
more
sympathy
with
me
after
all
we
have
been
through
together
.
You
have
n't
any
real
evidence
of
wrong-doing
on
which
to
base
any
such
outburst
as
this
.
"
"
Oh
,
have
n't
I
?
"
she
exclaimed
,
turning
from
the
mirror
,
where
,
sorrowfully
and
bitterly
,
she
was
smoothing
her
red-gold
hair
.
Her
cheeks
were
flushed
,
her
eyes
red
.
Just
now
she
seemed
as
remarkable
to
him
as
she
had
seemed
that
first
day
,
years
ago
,
when
in
a
red
cape
he
had
seen
her
,
a
girl
of
sixteen
,
running
up
the
steps
of
her
father
's
house
in
Philadelphia
.
She
was
so
wonderful
then
.
It
mellowed
his
mood
toward
her
.
"
That
's
all
you
know
about
it
,
you
liar
!
"
she
declared
.
"
It
's
little
you
know
what
I
know
.
I
have
n't
had
detectives
on
your
trail
for
weeks
for
nothing
.
You
sneak
!
You
'd
like
to
smooth
around
now
and
find
out
what
I
know
.
Well
,
I
know
enough
,
let
me
tell
you
that
.
You
wo
n't
fool
me
any
longer
with
your
Rita
Sohlbergs
and
your
Antoinette
Nowaks
and
your
apartments
and
your
houses
of
assignation
.
I
know
what
you
are
,
you
brute
!
And
after
all
your
protestations
of
love
for
me
!
Ugh
!
"
She
turned
fiercely
to
her
task
while
Cowperwood
stared
at
her
,
touched
by
her
passion
,
moved
by
her
force
.
It
was
fine
to
see
what
a
dramatic
animal
she
was
--
really
worthy
of
him
in
many
ways
.
"
Aileen
,
"
he
said
,
softly
,
hoping
still
to
ingratiate
himself
by
degrees
,
"
please
do
n't
be
so
bitter
toward
me
.
Have
n't
you
any
understanding
of
how
life
works
--
any
sympathy
with
it
?
I
thought
you
were
more
generous
,
more
tender
.
I
'm
not
so
bad
.
"
He
eyed
her
thoughtfully
,
tenderly
,
hoping
to
move
her
through
her
love
for
him
.
