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She felt that in some strange way she had been caught in a trap。 Yes； what they had worked for； they had won！ And yet； in this moment of winning； as elements of her vast dizziness； Maggie felt sick and ashamedfelt a frenzied desire to run away from the whole affair。 For Maggie； cynical； all…confident； and eighteen； was proving really a very poor adventuress。
〃Please； Maggie〃his imploring voice broke in upon her〃won't you answer me？ You like me； don't you？you'll marry me； won't you？〃
〃I like you； Dick；〃 she choked outand it was some slight comfort to her to be telling this much of the truthbutbut I can't marry you。〃
〃Maggie！〃 It was a cry of surprised pain； and the pain in his voice shot acutely into her。 〃From the way you acted toward meI thoughtI hoped〃 He sharply halted the accusation which had risen to his lips。 〃I'm not going to take that answer as final； Maggie；〃 he said doggedly。 〃I'm going to give you more time to think it overmore time for me to try。 Then I'll ask you again。〃
That which prompted Maggie's response was a mixture of impulses： the desire； and this offered opportunity； to escape； and a faint reassertion of the momentum of her purpose。 For with one such as Maggie； the set purposes may be seemingly overwhelmed； but death comes hard。
〃All right；〃 she breathed rapidly。 〃Only please get me back as quickly as you can。 I'm to have dinner with mymy cousin； and I'll be very late。〃
Dick drove her into the city in almost unbroken silence and left her at the great doors of the Grantham； abustle with a dozen lackeys in purple livery。 She stood a moment and watched him drive away。 He really was a nice boyDick。
As she shot up the elevator； she thought of a hitherto forgotten element of that afternoon's bewildering situation。 Barney Palmer！ And Barney was； she knew； now up in her sitting…room； impatiently waiting for her report of what he had good reason to believe would prove a successful experience。 If she told the truththat Dick had proposed； just as they had planned for him to doand she had refused himwhy； Barney！
She seemed caught on every side！
Maggie got into her suite by way of her bedroom。 She wanted time to gather her wits for meeting Barney。 When Miss Grierson told her that her cousin was still waiting to take her to dinner； she requested her companion to inform Barney that she would be in as soon as she had dressed。 She wasted all the time she legitimately could in changing into a dinner…gown； and when at length she stepped into her sitting… room she was to Barney's eye the same cool Maggie as always。
Barney rose as she entered。 He was in smart dinner jacket； these days Barney was wearing the smartest of everything that money could secure。 There was a shadow of impatience on his face； but it was instantly dissipated by Maggie's self…composed； direct…eyed beauty。
〃How'd you come out with Miss Sherwood？〃 he whispered eagerly。
〃Well enough for her to kiss me good…bye； and beg me to come again。〃
〃I've got to hand it to you； Maggie！ You're sure some swell actress you've sure got class！〃 His dark eyes gleamed on her with half a dozen pleasures： admiration of what she was in herselfadmiration of what she had just achievedanticipation of results； many results anticipation of what she was later to mean to him in a personal way。 〃If you can put it over on a swell like Miss Sherwood； you can put it over on any one！〃 He exulted。 〃As soon as we clean up this job in hand； we'll move on to one big thing after another！〃
And then out came the question Maggie had been bracing herself for： 〃How about Dick Sherwood？ Did he finally come across with that proposal？〃
〃No；〃 Maggie answered steadily。
〃No？ Why not？〃 exclaimed Barney sharply。 〃I thought that was all that was holding him backwaiting for his sister to look you over and give you her O。K。？〃
Maggie had decided that her air of cool； indifferent certainty was the best manner to use in this situation with Barney。 So she shrugged her white shoulders。
〃How can I tell what makes a man do something； and what makes him not do it？〃
〃But did he seem any less interested in you than before？〃 Barney pursued。
〃No；〃 replied Maggie。
〃Then maybe he's just waiting to get up his nerve。 He'll ask you； all right； nothing there for us to worry about。 Come on； let's have dinner。 I'm starved。〃
On the roof of the Grantham they were excellently served； for Barney knew how to order a dinner； and he knew the art； which is an alchemistic mixture of suave diplomacy and the insinuated power and purpose of murder； of handling head…waiters and their sub…autocrats。 Having no other business in hand； Barney devoted himself to that business which ran like a core through all his businessespaying court to Maggie。 And when Barney wished to be a courtier； there were few of his class who could give a better superficial interpretation of the role； and in this particular instance he was at the advantage of being in earnest。 He forced the most expensive tidbits announced by the dinner card upon Maggie； he gallantly and very gracefully put on and removed； as required by circumstances； the green cobweb of a scarf Maggie had brought to the roof as protection against the elements； and when he took the dancing…floor with her； he swung her about and hopped up and down and stepped in and out with all the skill of a master of the modern perversion of dancing。 Barney was really good enough to have been a professional dancer had his desires not led him toward what seemed to him a more exciting and more profitable career。
Maggie； not to rouse Barney's suspicions； played her role as well as he did his own。 And most of the other diners； a fraction of the changing two or three hundred thousand people from the South and West who choose New York as the best of all summer resorts； gazed upon this handsome couple with their intricate steps which were timed with such effortless and enviable accuracy； and excitedly believed that they were beholding two distinguished specimens of what their home papers persisted in calling New York's Four Hundred。
Maggie got back to her room with the feeling that she had staved off Barney and her numerous other dilemmas for the immediate present。 Her chief thought in the many events of the day had been only to escape her dangers and difficulties for the moment； all the time she had known that her real thinking； her real decisions； were for a later time when she was not so driven by the press of unexpected circumstances。 That less stressful time was now beginning。
What was she to do next？ What were to be her final decisions？ And what； in all this strange ferment； was likely to germinate as possible forces against her？
She mulled these things over for several days； during which Dick came to see her twice； and twice proposed； and was twice put off。 She had quiet now； and was most of the time alone； but that clarity which she had expected； that quickness and surety of purpose which she had always believed to be unfailingly hers； refused to come。
She tried to have it otherwise； but the outstanding figure in her meditations was Larry。 Larry； who had not exposed her at the Sherwoods'； and whose influence had caused Hunt also not to expose herLarry； who without deception was on a familiar footing at the Sherwoods' where she had been received only through trickeryLarry； a fugitive in danger from so many enemies； perhaps after all undeserved enemiesLarry； who looked to be making good on his boast to achieve success through honestyLarry； who had again told her that he loved her。 She liked Dick Sherwoodshe really did。 But Larrythat was something different。
And thus she thought on； drawn this way and that； and unable to reach a decision。 But with most people； when in a state of acute mental turmoil； that which has been most definite in the past； instinct； habit of mind； purpose； tradition； becomes at least temporarily the dominant factor through the mere circumstance that it has existed powerfully before； through its comparative stability； through its semi…permanence。 And so with Maggie。 She had for that one afternoon almost been won over against herself by the workings of Larry's secret diplomacy。 Then had come the natural reaction。 And now in her turmoil； in so far as she had any decision； it was instinctively to go right ahead in the direction in which she had been going。
But on the sixth day of her uncertainty； just after Dick had called on her and she had provisionally accepted an invitation to Cedar Crest for the following afternoon； a danger which she had half seen from the start burst upon her without a moment's warning。 It came into her sitting…room； just before her dinner hour； in the dual form of Barney and Old Jimmie。 The faces of both were lowering。
〃Get rid of that boob chaperon of yours！〃 gritted Barney。 〃We're going to have some real talk！〃
Maggie stepped to the connecting door； sent Miss Grierson on an inconsequential errand； and returned。
〃You're looking as pleasant as if you were sitting for a new photograph； Barney。 What gives you that sweet expression？〃
〃You'll cut out your comic…supplement stuff in just one second；〃 Barney warned her。 〃We both saw young Sherwood awhile ago as he was leaving the Grantham； and he