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``Then _I_'ve got to do it, and you've GOT to let me.
There's logic, if ever there was logic. A Philadelphia
lawyer couldn't knock a hole in it. You trust me, don't
you?''
She was silent.
``You don't trust me, then,'' said he cheerfully.
``Well, perhaps you're right. But you trust yourself,
don't you?''
She moved restlessly, but remained silent.
``You are afraid I might put you in a difficult position?''
``Something like that,'' she admitted, in a low,
embarrassed voice.
``You fear that I expect some return which you do
not intend to give?''
She was silent.
``Well, I don't,'' said he bluntly. ``So put your
mind at rest. Some day I'll tell you why I am doing
this, but I want you to feel that I ask nothing of you
but my money back with interest, when you can afford
to pay.''
``I can't feel that,'' said she. ``You're putting me
in your debt--so heavily that I'd feel I ought to pay
anything you asked. But I couldn't and wouldn't
pay.''
``Unless you felt like it?'' suggested he.


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