" Loraine Marsh declared at last. "We're
going day after to-morrow. So is Mr. Barrow."
Jack walked with her out to the Ladysmith, and, among other things,
told her how he happened to be in the coast city.
"I've been doing pretty well lately," he said. "I came out here on a
deal that involved about fifty thousand dollars. I closed it up just
this morning--and the commission would just about buy us that little
house we had planned once. Won't you let bygones be bygones, Hazie?"
"It might be possible, Jack," she answered slowly, "if it were not for
the fact that you took the most effective means a man could have taken
to kill every atom of affection I had for you. I don't feel bitter any
more--I simply don't feel at all."
"But you will," he said eagerly. "Just give me a chance. I was a
hot-headed, jealous fool, but I never will be again. Give me a chance,
Hazel."
"You'll have to make your own chances," she said deliberately. "I
refuse to bind myself in any way. Why should I put myself out to make
you happy when you destroyed all the faith I had in you? You simply
didn't trust me. You wouldn't trust me again. If slander could turn
you against me once it might a second time.
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