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suddenly to vibrating. She felt as if she were struggling in a great sea--the sea of his love for her--struggling to reach the safety of the shore. "Oh--I WISH you hadn't told me!" she exclaimed. "Suppose I hadn't; suppose you had taken my advice? No"--he shook his head slowly--"I couldn't do that, Pauline--not even to win you." "I'm sorry I said anything to you about it." "You needn't be. You haven't harmed yourself. And maybe I can help you." "No--we won't talk of it," she said--she was pressing her hand on her bosom where she could feel her wedding ring. "It wouldn't be right, now. I don't wish your advice." "But I must give it. I'm years and years older than you--many, many years more than the six between us. And----" "I don't wish to hear." "For his sake, for your own sake, Pauline, tell them! And they'll surely help you to wait till you're older before you do anything--irrevocable." "But I care for him," she said--angrily, though it could not have been what he was saying so gently that angered her. "You forget that I care for him. It IS irrevocable now. And I'm glad it is!" "You LIKE him. You don't LOVE him. And--he's not worthy of your love. I'm sure it isn't prejudice that makes me say it. If he were, he'd have waited----" She was on her feet, her eyes blazing. "I asked for advice, not a lecture. I DESPISE you! Attacking the man I love and behind his back! I wish to be alone." He rose but met her look without flinching. "You can send ME away," he said gently, "but you can't send away my words. And if they're true you'll feel them when you get over your anger. You'll do what you think right. But--be SURE, Pauline. Be SURE!" In his eyes there was a look--the secret altar with the never-to-be-extinguished flame upon it. "Be SURE!, Pauline. Be SURE." Her anger fell; she sank, forlorn, into a chair. For both, the day had shriveled and shadowed. And as he turned and left the room the warmth and joy died from air and sky and earth; both of them felt the latent chill--it seemed not a reminiscence of winter past but the icy foreboding of winter closing in. When Olivia came back that evening from shopping in Indianapolis she found her cousin packing. "Is it something from home?" she asked, alarmed. Pauline did not look up as she answered: "No--but I'm going home--to stay--going in the morning. I've telegraphed them." "To stay!" "Yes--I was marri
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