"He  didn't  let  me  see  what  he  felt  about  her,"  she  was
thinking.  "And  like  a  silly  jealous  girl  I  tried  to  make
him  think  badly  of  her.  Eh  dear,  he  knows  now  that
I  don't  like  her.  One  day  she'll  tell  him  the  reason.  Not
the  true  reason;  but  near  enough  ...  for  her.  She'll
be  sure  of  him  then."  Dorothy  continued  to  stand  by
the  kitchen  fire,  hearing  the  muffled  roar  behind  and  be-
neath the  iron  enclosures.  It  came  to  her  to  think  at
this  moment:  "But  she  isn't  sure  of  him  now.  She's


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frightened."  Suddenly  her  face  became  deadly  pale,
and  her  hands  rose,  clenched  and  trembling.  She  cried
out  in  a  loud  voice :  "It's  something  she's  said  about  me.
Something  she's  invented.  Oh,  why  didn't  I  see  it  be-
fore! Of  course,  that's  what  it  is!"

For  several  minutes  Dorothy  was  in  a  state  of  extreme
terror.
