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"You will forgive me for probing into what must be a source of pain for you; but I have never had the opportunity of inquiring.... One hears such conflicting stories. My sisters-in-law whisper and shake their heads and speak of the cross a wife must bear. But I have seen the village girls in the meadows with their sweethearts and they seem-they look-in short, they do not seem to find.... Dear me! How strange, I seem to be at a loss for words. That does not often occur. Do you understand what I am trying to ask?"
For a moment longer Evelyn stared at me, her wide eyes brimming. Then an extraordinary grimace crossed her face. She covered it with her hands; her shoulders shook convulsively.
"I must apologize," I said resignedly. "Now I suppose I will never know. I did not intend-"
A choked sound from Evelyn interrupted me. She lowered her hands. Her face was flushed and tear-streaked. She was gasping-with laughter.
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