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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"

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"Good heavens, Audrey. And you went through dinner with all this
to bear!"
"I've got to carry it right along, haven't I? You know how I've
been about this war, Clay. I've talked and talked about wondering
how our men could stay out of it. So when the smash came, he just
said he was going. He would show me there was some good stuff in
him still. You see, I've really driven him to it, and if he's
killed - "
A surge of resentment against the absent man rose in Clayton
Spencer's mind. How like the cynicism of Chris's whole attitude
that he should thrust the responsibility for his going onto Audrey.
He had made her unhappy while he was with her, and now his death,
if it occurred, would be a horror to her.
"I don't know why I burden you with all this," she said, rather
impatiently. "I daresay it is because I knew you'd have the money.
No, I don't mean that. I'd rather go to you in trouble than to
any one else; that's why."
"I hope you always will."
"Oh, I shall! Don't worry.


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