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"It was partly the way you hurried up the walk--it didn't sound like
Mrs. Carr. And partly something about the way you held yourself. But
mainly it was that headshake you gave--that quick triple headshake, I
couldn't fail to recognize it. And after that, I realized all the other
things."
"Do you think," said Tansy softly, "that after this you'll never begin
to wonder if I am really I?"
"I suppose I will," he said seriously. "But I believe I'll always be
able to conquer my doubts."
And Tansy laughed.
But he was not yet over being serious. "I think that tonight we were a
lot closer to a much bigger danger than even we ever guessed," he said.
He had not yet surrendered to the reaction that gripped Tansy. "There's
more behind this matter of the Balance than we may realize. There's a
lot we'll do with this, but we'll want to go slowly and test every step
of the way."
There were footsteps, then a friendly greeting from the shadows ahead.
"Hello, you two," called Mr. Gunnison. "Bridge game over? I thought I'd
walk back with Linthicum and then drive home with Hulda. Say, Norman,
Pollard dropped in to speak to me after the paper had been read. He's
had a sudden change of heart on that matter we were talking about. From
what he says, the trustees may even cancel their meeting."
"It was a very interesting paper," Mr. Carr informed them, "and I had
the satisfaction of asking the speaker a very tricky question. But I'm
sorry I missed the bridge. Oh, well, I don't suppose I'll ever notice
any difference."
"And the funny thing is," Tansy told Norman after they had walked on,
"is that he really _won't_."
THE END.
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