being a scraimes—in , from certain angles— tell t. So from time to time on a ednesday morning, I o a tigated mask and go doo meet t as I came doo meet  citiously, , ted ip and o bicycle a by me as myself, ouc.

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    taken  could not be alloo o Emmeline. ed Emmeline and Adeline. t could not be alloo o Emmeline and me. Besides,  te complications? And alt understand it, t t e rag-doll Adeline o realize t t Angelfield ely see trut, for tself, I could lock Adeline in t get a. But once it s. It o keep our secret.

    I y of my position. I kne Emmeline, no life but t I  enuous my claim o ot friends did I or could ed to speak up for me, and to me no able t titude er. Emmeline’s affection for me and mine for  as nothing.

    Emmeline  and placid, let t pass by untroubled. For me time  in an agony of indecision. o keep Emmeline safe? o keep myself safe? Every day I put off to t. During t mont sure tion o me in time.  resolved everyt too, could be arranged. But as time gre and I e bet to go to tor’s o tell rary t: t to do so o reveal myself, and t to reveal myself could only lead to my banis. tomorroold myself, as I replaced my coat on tomorrow.

    But t oo late for tomorrow.

    I o a cry. Emmeline!

    But it  Emmeline. Emmeline  sed and sed; eet s cry out. Se  turned to strengt  continued to resound all around t  Adeline’s,