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suggested the mannish Rosalind. He raised his face in appeal to her. "Do you really ask me to sacrifice it?"
"Rather than sacrifice him? Of course I do."
He said for a while nothing more; only, propped on his elbow, lost himself again in the Park. After which he turned back to her. "Will you have me?" he suddenly asked.
"'Have you?'"
"Be my bonny bride. For better, for worse. I hadn't, upon my honour," he explained with obvious sincerity, "understood you were so down."
"Well, it isn't so bad as that," said Maud Blandy.
"So bad as taking up with me?"
"It isn't as bad as having let you know—when I didn't want you to."
He sank back again with his head dropped, putting himself more at his ease. "You're too proud—that's what's the matter with you. And I'm too stupid."
"No, you're not," said Maud grimly. "Not stupid."
"Only cruel, cunning, treacherous, cold-blooded, vile?" He drawled the words out softly, as if they sounded fair.
"And I'm not stupid either," Maud Blandy went on. "We just, poor creatures—well, we just know."
"Of course we do. So why do you want us to drug ourselves with rot? to go on as if we didn't know?"
She made no answer for a moment; then she said: "There's good to be known too."
"Of course, again. There are all sorts of things, and some much better than others. That's why," the young man added, "I just put that question to you."
"Oh no, it isn't. You put it to me because you think I feel I'm no good."
"How so, since I keep assuring you that you've only to wait? How so, since I keep assuring you that if you
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