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She thought he was going to speak then, but he did not. She put
his food on the table and he ate gluttonously, as he always did.
She did not sit down. She drank a little coffee, standing at the
stove, and watched the back of his head with hate in her eyes.
He could eat like that, when he stood committed to a terrible thing!
It was not until late in the day that it began to dawn on her how
she was responsible. She was getting stronger then and more able
to think. She followed as best she could the events of the last
months, and she saw that, as surely as though a malevolent power
had arranged it, the thing was the result of her infatuation for
Graham.
She was in despair, and she began to plan how to get word to Graham
of what was impending. She scrawled a note to Graham, telling him
where she was and to try to get in touch with her somehow. If he
would come around four o'clock Herman was generally up and off to
the grocer's, or to Gus's saloon for his afternoon beer.
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