You could have
called me with one look. But to publicly do and say what you did, my
lady--I know Phil, and I know you went too far. Put on that ring, and
send him word you are sorry, before it is too late."
"I will not! He shall come to me."
"Then God help you!" said Henderson, "for you are plunging into misery
whose depth you do not dream. Edith, I beg of you----"
She swayed where she stood. Her maid opened the door and caught her.
Henderson went down the hall and out to his car.
CHAPTER XX
WHEREIN THE ELDER AMMON OFFERS ADVICE, AND EDITH CARR EXPERIENCES
REGRETS
Philip Ammon walked from among his friends a humiliated and a wounded
man. Never before had Edith Carr appeared quite so beautiful. All
evening she had treated him with unusual consideration. Never had he
loved her so deeply. Then in a few seconds everything was different.
Seeing the change in her face, and hearing her meaningless accusations,
killed something in his heart. Warmth went out and a cold weight took
its place. But even after that, he had offered the ring to her again,
and asked her before others to reconsider. The answer had been further
insult.
He walked, paying no heed to where he went. He had traversed many miles
when he became aware that his feet had chosen familiar streets. He was
passing his home. Dawn was near, but the first floor was lighted. He
staggered up the steps and was instantly admitted. The library door
stood open, while his father sat with a book pretending to read.
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