"I wonder what it's all about?"
Lee gazed at her with a new interest. "So do I," he acknowledged; "I
was thinking of that, really, before this happened: what is it all
about?"
"I can answer that readily enough," Grove assured them; "anyone could
with a little consideration. They saw too much of each other; they ran
their heads into the noose. Trouble always follows. I don't care who
they are, but if you throw two fairly young people of opposite sex
together in circumstances any way out of the ordinary, you have a
situation to meet. Mina has been spoiled by so much publicity; her
emotions are constantly over-strung; and she thinks, if she wants it,
that she can have the moon."
"You believe that, I know, William," his wife commented; "I have often
heard you say so. But what is your opinion, Mr. Randon--have you
reached one and is a conclusion possible?"
"I can't answer any of your questions," he admitted; "perhaps this is
one of the things that must be experienced to be understood; certainly
it hasn't a great deal to do with the mind." He turned to William
Grove, "Your view has a lot to recommend it, even if it solves nothing.
Suppose you are right--what then?"
"I don't pretend to go that far," Grove protested; "I am not answering
the questions of the universe. Savina has an idea there's a mystery in
it, a quality hidden from reason; and I want to knock that on the head.
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