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"Thank you, but it is not necessary--"
"Please let me; tell Hudson, or I will."
"You are very kind," he said; and gave the order.
Silence grew between them like a wall. She lay back in her corner,
swathed to the eyes in her white furs; he in his corner sat upright,
arms loosely folded, staring ahead at nothing. After a while he rubbed
the moisture from the pane again.
"Still in the Park! He must have driven us nearly to Harlem Mere. It
_is_ the Mere! See the cafe lights yonder. It all looks rather gay
through the snow."
"Very gay," she said, without moving. And, a moment later: "Will you
tell me something? . . . You see"--with a forced laugh--"I can't keep my
mind--from it."
"From what?" he asked.
"The--tragedy; ours."
"It has ceased to be that; hasn't it?"
"Has it? You said--you said that w-what I did to you was n-not as
terrible as what I d-did to myself."
"That is true," he admitted grimly.
"Well, then, may I ask my question?"
"Ask it, child.


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