Itwasstillfulllightwhentheyrosefromthetable，anditwasscarcelytwilightwhenJeffheardCynthialettingherselfoutatthebackdoor。Hefanciedhergoingdowntoherfather’shouse，andhewentouttothecornerofthehoteltomeether。Shefalteredamomentatsightofhim，andthenkeptonwithavertedface。
Hejoinedher，andwalkedbesideher。\"Well，Cynthy，whatareyougoingtosaytome？I’moffforCambridgeagainto—morrowmorning，andI
supposewe’vegottounderstandeachother。Icameupheretoputmyselfinyourhands，tokeeportothrowaway，justasyouplease。Well？Haveyouthoughtaboutit？\"
\"Everyminute，\"saidthegirl，quietly。
\"Well？\"