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He--he has asked me to--marry him." Berkley lay silent, watching her intently.
"Oh, I know--I know," she sobbed.

"I can't, can I?
I should have to tell him--and he would never speak to me again--never write to me--never be what he has been all these months!--I know I cannot marry him.

I came to tell you--to ask--but it's no use--no use.

I knew what you would say----" "Letty! Wait a moment----" She rose, controlling herself with a desperate effort.
"Forgive me, Mr.Berkley; I didn't mean to break down; but I'm so tired--and--I wanted you--I needed to hear you tell me what was right.