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"Stella, don't—It isn't that I don't love you; it's only that I can't feel sure of the future with you—I mean, there are so many things about you I can't understand—your way of looking at life and things. . . ."

"Oh, I know, my dear—don't trouble to explain to me. And don't think I'm angry, Peter-only sick—sick—sick. I don't want to argue with you any more—it's over. And I'll make things as easy for you as I can, and for myself too. I'll go away—I'll have to. I couldn't bear meeting you after this—or seeing Starvecrow . . ."

She went to the door, and he hoped she would go straight out, but on the threshold she suddenly turned——

"I'm not angry, Peter—I'm not angry. I was, but I'm not now . . . I'm only miserable. But I'll be all right . . . if I go away. And some day we'll be friends again . . ."

The door crashed behind her. She was gone.

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