In his effort to recover himself, to resist what might be
coming, he struggled as one for breath, but from him came no word, no
sound.
Infinite pity for Selwyn made it impossible for me to speak for a
moment, and before words would come Mrs. Mundy and Kitty had gone out
of the room and Selwyn had turned to Etta.
With shoulders again drawn back, and eyes dark with fear and
defiance, she looked at him. "Why have you come here?" she asked.
"What are you going to do? You've taken him home and left me to go
back to where he drove me. Isn't that enough? Why have you brought
him here?"
"To ask Miss Heath to say what he must do. That is why I have come."
Pushing the trembling girl in a chair behind Harrie's, Selwyn looked
up at me. "You must decide what is to be done, Dandridge. This is a
matter beyond a man's judgment. I do not seem able to think clearly.
You must tell me what to do."
"I? Oh no! It is not for me. Surely you cannot mean that I must
tell you--" The blood in my body surged thickly, and I drew back,
appalled that such decision should be laid upon me, such
responsibility be mine.
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