It was a cry from so deep that they didn't know what to do. "Won't you do it for me?" she begged of the young man, going up to him. "What you left out--won't you show it for me--_now_?" He just stood there staring at her. "It means--! It--" But how could she tell them what it meant? She looked from one to the other, as if to see what chance there was of their doing it without knowing what it meant. When she couldn't keep sobs back, she turned away. Even in her room at the hotel she had to try to keep from crying. She could hear the man moving around in the next room--so he, of course, could hear her, too. It was all as it was in the pictures--people crowded together, and all of it something that seemed life and really wasn't. Even _that_--the one thing, the one moment--really wasn't life. But it was all she had! If she let herself think of how little that all was--it was an emptiness she was afraid of. The people who had tried to comfort her used to talk of how much she had had. She would wonder sometimes why they were talking on her side instead of their own. For if you have had much--does that make it easy to get along with nothing? Why couldn't they _see_ it? That because of what Howie had been to her--and for ten years!--she just didn't know any way of going on living without Howie! Tonight made fresh all her wedding anniversaries--brought happiness to life again. It almost took her in. And because she had been so near the dear, warm things in which she had lived, when morning came she couldn't get on the train that would take her back to that house to which Howie would never come again. Once more it all seemed slipping from her. There must be _something_. As a frightened child runs for home, she turned to that place where--for at least a moment--it was as if Howie were there. She went to the telegraph office and wired the company that sent out "The Cross of Diamonds," asking where that film could be seen. She had learned that this was the way to do it. She had known nothing about such things at first; it had been hard to find out the ways of doing. It was a world she didn't know the ways of. When she got her answer, and found that the place where "The Cross of Diamonds" would be shown that night was more than a hundred miles away--that it meant going that much farther away from home--she told herself this was a thing she couldn't do. She told herself this must stop--that her brother was right in the things he said against it. It wouldn't do. He hadn't said it was crazy, but that was what he meant--or feared. She had told him she would try to stop. Now was the time to do it--now when she would have to go so much farther away. But--_it_ was going farther away--this glimpse of Howie--all that was left of Howie was moving away from her! And after the disappointment of the night before--She must see him once more! Then--yes, then she would stop.