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　　In this conversation she heard, instead of his words, the voicesof the things which he represented. How suave was the counsel ofhis appearance! How feelingly did his superior state speak foritself! The growing desire he felt for her lay upon her spiritas a gentle hand. She did not need to tremble at all, because itwas invisible; she did not need to worry over what other peoplewould say--what she herself would say--because it had notangibility. She was being pleaded with, persuaded, led intodenying old rights and assuming new ones, and yet there were nowords to prove it. Such conversation as was indulged in held thesame relationship to the actual mental enactments of the twainthat the low music of the orchestra does to the dramatic incidentwhich it is used to cover.

　　"Well, now, I'll tell you what we are trying to do," went on Mr.Quincel. "We are trying to get a new set of furniture for thelodge. There isn't enough money in the treasury at the presenttime, and we thought we would raise it by a littleentertainment."

　　Drouet abandoned his claim and was seen no more. Of Hurstwood'sdeath she was not even aware. A slow, black boat setting outfrom the pier at Twenty-seventh Street upon its weekly errandbore, with many others, his nameless body to the Potter's Field.