"What
have I REALLY DONE," She stroked his hand fondly; her baby eyes
searched his face.
"It isn't so much what people DO to us that counts," answered
Alfred in a proud hurt voice. "It's how much they DISAPPOINT us
in what they do. I expected better of YOU," he said sadly.
"I'll DO better," coaxed Zoie, "if you'll only give me a chance."
He was half inclined to believe her.
"Now, Allie," she pleaded, perceiving that his resentment was
dying and resolved to, at last, adopt a straight course, "if
you'll only listen, I'll tell you the REAL TRUTH."
Unprepared for the electrical effect of her remark, Zoie found
herself staggering to keep her feet. She gazed at Alfred in
amazement. His arms were lifted to Heaven, his breath was coming
fast.
" 'The REAL TRUTH!' " he gasped, then bringing his crushed hat
down on his forehead with a resounding whack, he rushed from her
sight.
The clang of the closing elevator door brought Zoie to a
realisation of what had actually happened. Determined that
Alfred should not escape her she rushed to the hall door and
called to him wildly. There was no answer. Running back to the
room, she threw open the window and threw herself half out of it.
She was just in time to see Alfred climb into a passing taxi.
"Alfred!" she cried. Then automatically she flew to the 'phone.
"Give me 4302 Main," she called and she tried to force back her
tears.
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