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was any danger — and I suppose there isn't 

 really — but it's awfully different to look on. 

 I know it's very rotten of me to be afraid, 

 but you know I did get an awful fright 

 about you — that time." 



He laughed. *' You mustn't think about 

 all that," he said gently, "that time is over 

 and done with." 



There was a pause. 



" I want to tell you a thing I saw at the 



club just now, a thing in the paper " He 



seemed rather at a loss how to go on. " It 

 was about Glasgow," he said uncomfortably. 

 The hand that was in his became rather 

 stiff. "Poor chap," Hugh went on, "he 

 was — he met with an accident — I mean — 

 in fact, he's been killed." There was silence. 

 " He fell down the shaft of a mine or water- 

 works or something that he was engineering 

 out in the Argentine Eepublic, and was 

 killed on the spot. It's a ghastly sort of 

 thing," he ended nervously. 



She turned her head till her eyes were 

 hidden against his shoulder. "All right, 



