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simpleton can see. Well, I haven't suppressed passion, Edward. That's all.'
`And are you happier for that?'
`I was; and I shall be again.'
A little smile curled Pierson's lips. `Shall be?' he said. `I hope so. It's just two ways of looking at things, Leila.'
`Oh, Edwardl Don't be so gentle! I suppose you don't think a person like me can ever really love?'
He was standing before her with his head down, and a sense that, naive and bat-like as he was, there was something in him she could not reach or understand, made her cry out: `I've not been nice to you. Forgive me, Edward! I'm so unhappy.'
`There was a Greek who used to say: "God is the helping of man by man." It isn't true, but it's beautiful. Good-bye, dear Leila, and don't be sorrowful.'
She squeezed his hand, and turned to the window.
She stood there watching his black figure cross the road in the sunshine, and pass round the corner by the railings of the church. He walked quickly, very upright; there was something unseeing even about that back view of him; or was it that he saw-another world? She had never lost the mental habits of her orthodox girlhood, and, in spite of all impatience, recognized his sanctity. When he had disappeared she went into her bedroom. What he had said, indeed, was no discovery. She had known. Oh! She had known. `Why didn't I accept Jimmy's offer? Why didn't I marry him? Is it too late?' she thought. `Could I? Would he-even now?' But then she started away from her own thought. Marry himl knowing his heart was with this girl?
She looked long at her face in the mirror, studying with a fearful interest the little hard lines and markings there beneath their light coating of powder. She examined the cunning touches of colouring matter here and there in

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