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“
I
am
angry
with
you
sometimes
!
”
“
Ah
,
I
half
feared
as
much
.
”
Nevertheless
,
Alec
did
not
object
to
that
confession
.
He
knew
that
anything
was
better
then
frigidity
.
“
Why
haven
’
t
you
told
me
when
I
have
made
you
angry
?
”
“
You
know
very
well
why
.
Because
I
cannot
help
myself
here
.
”
“
I
haven
’
t
offended
you
often
by
love
-
making
?
”
“
You
have
sometimes
.
”
“
How
many
times
?
”
“
You
know
as
well
as
I
—
too
many
times
.
”
“
Every
time
I
have
tried
?
”
She
was
silent
,
and
the
horse
ambled
along
for
a
considerable
distance
,
till
a
faint
luminous
fog
,
which
had
hung
in
the
hollows
all
the
evening
,
became
general
and
enveloped
them
.
It
seemed
to
hold
the
moonlight
in
suspension
,
rendering
it
more
pervasive
than
in
clear
air
.
Whether
on
this
account
,
or
from
absent
-
mindedness
,
or
from
sleepiness
,
she
did
not
perceive
that
they
had
long
ago
passed
the
point
at
which
the
lane
to
Trantridge
branched
from
the
highway
,
and
that
her
conductor
had
not
taken
the
Trantridge
track
.
