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"Well?" she said, with her sweet smile. "What--is it?"
"What is what?" he answered.
"What is it that you want to know?" she asked.
"Nothing."
"What is it then I can tell you?"
"Whatever you wish to tell me."
"What would you soonest know? Ask--I am willing that you should. I
shall be glad to answer--you."
"I was wondering, Stephanie," he said, after a pause. "I was
wondering--why you did it?"
For a little time she did not reply.
"Why I--went off with Garret Amherst, you mean?" she said low.
"Good Lord, no!" he exclaimed. "That is your own affair. I meant why
you came to this place of all others in town, this afternoon."
"A fit of bravado," she answered. "I had already done so much that a
trifle more didn't matter. Moreover, I was curious to see what"--she
made a slight motion of her hand toward the crowd on the piazza--"they
would do. I saw!" she added with a bit of a laugh.
"Was it wise to try them all together?" he asked. "Wouldn't it have
been better to let them make up their minds gradually rather than to
force them to a decision in a moment?"
"Of course--I know it, but I've been so much a fool lately that I'm
reckless--I reckon it is in the blood. My father lost his life climbing
mountains, you know. Mine takes a different form, that's all--I run to
the unconventional. Run is a good word, isn't it?" she smiled.
"Yes--particularly the run _back_," said Pendleton.
"You think so?" she demanded.
"I'm sure of it, Stephanie--perfectly sure of it."
"What did I run back to?" she asked.
"Lorraine, if you want him!"
"I don't know that I want him," she shrugged--"and I don't think he'll
have me. Harry Lorraine is a weak, vacillating fool--that's why I
left him. If he had the strength of a man--just an ordinary man--he
could have saved me from Amherst. He would have taken me from him, at
any rate; he could have found us at any time. My mother knew where I
was--after the first two weeks."
"I thought as much," Pendleton commented.
"He wrote me three letters--at intervals. In the first, he was coming
over to kill Amherst on sight."
"He had the right idea."
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