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“Of course there is danger. What do you think fever means in such a case? You take things into your own hands, perpetrate a piece of criminal folly. ” “Bobs! I couldn’t have stopped her.” “You could have told me the truth and let me handle the situation. She would never have dared if she knew that I knew. Now, if Dee dies “Don’t, Bobs!”
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“It will be your lie that killed her.” For once the reckless soul of Pat shrunk back upon itself in awed remorse. ‘You’ve never spoken to me that way in your life,” she whimpered.
- T’ve never felt toward you before as I feel now.”
“I’m sorry, Bobs. But Ihadtodoit. Id do it again to save Dee.” “Save her? Aid her in a cowardly shirking of her first duty as a woman and a wife. It is bad enough to find you lying to me. But to find her a coward and a slacker: zi “You’re more angry at her than you are at me, aren’t you?” said Pat, in wonder and some resentment. She did not like to have anyone else put before her even for indignation. He made no reply, but turned in at the gateway to the James ground. As they passed under the portico she stole a glance at his face. It had, by the magic of his
