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two."
"What can I do?" she asked, and waited, leaning over.
He seemed to reflect, then lifting his head, spoke gently:
"Do you understand the danger you are in? Are you afraid?"
"I understand the expression you used, of course. Understand the
danger?" she went on. "No--decidedly no. And-- honestly--I am not
afraid."
"Aren't you?" he said in a disappointed voice. "Perhaps you don't
believe me? I believed you, though, when you said you were sure I
meant well. I trusted you enough to come here asking for your
help --telling you what no one knows."
"You mistake me," she said with impulsive earnestness. "This is
so extraordinarily unusual--sudden--outside my experience."
"Aye!" he murmured, "what would you know of danger and trouble?
You! But perhaps by thinking it over--"
"You want me to think myself into a fright!" Mrs. Travers laughed
lightly, and in the gloom of his thought this flash of joyous
sound was incongruous and almost terrible. Next moment the night
appeared brilliant as day, warm as sunshine; but when she ceased
the returning darkness gave him pain as if it had struck heavily
against his breast. "I don't think I could do that," she finished
in a serious tone.
"Couldn't you?" He hesitated, perplexed. "Things are bad enough
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