She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. "Oh! if I had known this," he exclaimed, "what guilt, what remorse might have been spared me!" "Repentance comes too late when the deed's done," returned Wild, bitterly. ’ ‘Gone off?’ repeated Melusine, her wrongs rising up to tear into her chest. Very well. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. She would ignore him. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. “But I have no troubles. ” “Look here!” said Capes, “what on earth do you want? What do you think we can do? Don’t you know what men are, and what life is?—to come to me and talk to me like this!” “I know—something, anyhow. He was caressing an idea.
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