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Dangerous Days

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Every mental path, those days, somehow led eventually to Audrey. She was

the lighted window at the end of the long trail.

Graham was, as a matter of fact, trying to work out his own salvation.

He blundered, as youth always blunders, and after a violent scene with

Marion Hayden he made an attempt to break off his growing intimacy

with Anna Klein--to find, as many a man had before him, that the sheer

brutality of casting off a loving woman was beyond him.

The scene with Marion came one Sunday in the Spencer house, with Natalie

asleep up-stairs after luncheon, and Clayton walking off a sense of

irritation in the park. He did not like the Hayden girl. He could not

fathom Natalie's change of front with regard to Graham and the girl. He

had gone out, leaving them together, and Marion had launched her attack

fiercely.

"Now!" she cried.

"I couldn't come last night. That's all, Marion."

"It is certainly not all. Why couldn't you come?"

"I worked late."

"Where?"

"At the plant."

"That's a lie, Graham. I called the plant. I'll tell you where you were.

You were out with a girl. You were seen, if you want to know it."

"Oh, if you are going to believe everything you hear about me?"

"Don't act like a child. Who was the girl?"

"It isn't like you to be jealous, Marion. I let you run around all the

time with other fellows, but the minute I take a girl out for a little

spin, you're jealous."

"Jealous!" She laughed nastily. But she knew she was losing her temper;

and brought herself up short. Let him think she was jealous. What really

ailed her was deadly fear lest her careful plan go astray. She was

terrified. That was all. And she meant to learn who the girl was.

"I know who it was," she hazarded.

"I think you are bluffing."

"It was Delight Haverford."

"Delight!"

She knew then that she was wrong, but it was her chance to assail

Delight and she took it.

"That--child!" she continued contemptuously. "Don't you suppose I've

seen how she looks at you? I'm not afraid of her. You are too much a man

of the world to let her put anything over on you. At least, I thought

you were. Of course, if you like milk and water?"

"It was not Delight," he said doggedly. "And I don't think we need to

bring her into this at all. She's not in love with me. She wouldn't wipe

her feet on me."

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