The cab arrived, and a minute later Lucy appeared, wearing a heavy
veil. She went straight to the vehicle, and sprang in, and Montague
followed. She gave the driver the address of Waterman's great marble
palace over by the park; and the cab started.
Then suddenly she turned upon Montague, speaking swiftly and
intensely.
"I know what you are going to say," she cried. "But you must spare
me--and you must spare yourself. I am sorry that you should have to
know this--God knows that I could not help it! But it cannot be
undone. And there is no other way out of it. I must go to him, and
try to save Ryder!"
"Lucy," he began, "listen to me--"
"I don't want to listen to you," she cried wildly--almost
hysterically. "I cannot bear to be argued with. It is too hard for
me as it is!"
"But think of the practical side of it!" he cried. "Do you imagine
that you can stop this huge machine that Waterman has set in
motion?"
"I don't know, I don't know!" she exclaimed, choking back a sob. "I
can only do what I can. If he has any spark of feeling in him--I'll
get down on my knees to him, I will beg him--"
"But, Lucy! think of what you are doing.
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