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But to Fort there had come Noel's words: `It's awfully funny, isn't it?'
`Leila,' he said suddenly, `something's got to be done. So long as you don't wish me to, I'll promise never to see that child again.'
`My dear boy, she's not a child. She's ripe for love; and-I'm too ripe for love. That's what's the matter, and I've got to lump it.' She wrenched her hand out of his and, dropping the empty glass, covered her face. The awful sensation which visits the true Englishman when a scene stares him in the face spun in Fort's brain. Should he seize her hands, drag them down, and kiss her? Should he get up and leave her alone? Speak, or keep silent; try to console; try to pretend? And he did absolutely nothing. So far as a man can understand that moment in a woman's life when she accepts the defeat of Youth and Beauty, he understood perhaps; but it was only a glimmering. He understood much better how she was recognizing once for all that she loved where she was not loved.
`And I can't help that,' he thought dumbly; `simply can't help that!' Nothing he could say or do would alter it. No words can convince a woman when kisses have lost reality. Then, to his infinite relief, she took her hands from her face, and said: `This is very dull. I think you'd better go, Jimmy.'
He made an effort to speak, but was too afraid of falsity in his voice.
`Very nearly a scene!' said Leila. `My Godl How men hate them! So do I. I've had too many in my time; nothing comes of them but a headache next morning. I've spared you that, Jimmy. Give me a kiss for it.'
He bent down and put his lips to hers. With all his heart he tried to answer the passion in her kiss. She pushed him away suddenly, and said faintly: `Thank you; you did try!'
Fort dashed his hand across his eyes. The sight of her

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