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"And you do not want to marry him? Is that it?"
Joe's small mouth closed tightly, and she merely nodded her head gravely,
looking straight before her. Sybil pressed her arm sympathetically and was
silent, expecting more.
"It was such a long time ago, you see," said Joe, after a while. "I was
not out when it was arranged, and it seemed so natural. But now--it is
quite different."
"But of course, if you do not love him, you must not think of marrying
him," said Sybil, simply.
"I won't," answered Joe, with sudden emphasis. "But I shall have to tell
him, you know," she added despondently.
"It is very hard to say those things," said Sybil, in a tone of
reflection. "But of course it must be done--if you were really engaged,
that is."
"Yes, almost really," said Joe.
"Not quite?" suggested Sybil.
"I think not quite; but I know he thinks it is quite quite, you know."
"Well, but perhaps he is not so certain, after all. Do you know, I do not
think men really care so much; do you?"
"Oh, of course not," said Joe scornfully.


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