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You know what that means." "What does it mean?" she demanded bluntly. "Well," he said, smiling wanly, "what does it mean when you're convinced a thing isn't worth doing? You simply don't do it." Miss Bengough's eyes swept the ceiling for assistance against this impossible man. "What utter rubbish!" she broke out at last.

Miss Bengough's comely pink face was serious. "But you knew all that, many, many years ago, Paul and still you chose it," she said in a low voice. "Well, and how should I have known?" he demanded. "I didn't know. I was told so. My heart, if you like, told me so, and I thought I knew. Youth always thinks it knows; then one day it discovers that it is nearly fifty " "Forty-four, Paul "

"Making Romilly herself a different type of woman. Somehow, I've begun to feel that I'm not getting the most out of her. As she stands, I've certainly lost interest in her to some extent." "But but " Miss Bengough protested, "you had her so real, so living, Paul!" Oleron smiled faintly. He had been quite prepared for Miss Bengough's disapproval.

"I can only hope you're entirely wrong," he said, "for I shall be in a serious mess if Romilly isn't out in the autumn." As Oleron sat by his fire that evening, pondering Miss Bengough's prognostication that difficulties awaited him in his work, he came to the conclusion that it would have been far better had she kept her beliefs to herself.

He walked from room to room of his flat, as if he could have walked away from Elsie Bengough's haunting cry that still rang in his ears. "I'm not wanted don't offer me anything less let me take away what's left of me " Oh, if he could only have persuaded himself that he loved her! He walked until twilight fell, then, without lighting candles, he stirred up the fire and flung himself into a chair.

" forty-four, then and it finds that the glamour isn't in front, but behind. Yes, I knew and chose, if that's knowing and choosing ... but it's a costly choice we're called on to make when we're young!" Miss Bengough's eyes were on the floor. Without moving them she said, "You're not regretting it, Paul?" "Am I not?" he took her up. "Upon my word, I've lately thought I am!