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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"


She had a bad moment, however, for Graham came through the office
on his way out, and stopped for a moment directly in front of her.
Her heart almost stopped beating, and she dropped her glove and
stooped to pick it up. When she sat erect again he was moving on.
But even her brief glance had showed her that the boy looked tired
and depressed.
She went to her rented room at once, for she must be prepared for
inquiries about her. During the interval she arranged for the
closing of her apartment and the storing of her furniture. With
their going would depart the last reminders of the old life, and
she felt a curious sense of relief. They had little happiness to
remind her of, and much suffering. The world had changed since
she had gathered them together, and she had changed with it. She
was older and sadder. But she would not have gone back. Not for
anything would she have gone back.
She had one thing to do, however, before she disappeared. She had
promised to try to find something for Delight, and she did it with
her usual thoroughness and dispatch.


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