Why -- why -- WHY was she so frightened ? And who -- who -- WHO -- can she be ? '' All the way home , over fields and pastures that were beginning to be moonlight silvered he pondered the mystery . `` Let me see , '' he reflected . `` Mr. Williamson was describing the Lindsay girls for my benefit the other evening . If I remember rightly he said that there were four handsome ones in the district . What were their names ? Florrie Woods , Melissa Foster -- no , Melissa Palmer -- Emma Scott , and Jennie May Ferguson . Can she be one of them ? No , it is a flagrant waste of time and gray matter supposing it . That girl could n't be a Florrie or a Melissa or an Emma , while Jennie May is completely out of the question . Well , there is some bewitchment in the affair . Of that I 'm convinced . So I 'd better forget all about it . '' But Eric found that it was impossible to forget all about it . The more he tried to forget , the more keenly and insistently he remembered . The girl 's exquisite face haunted him and the mystery of her tantalized him . True , he knew that , in all likelihood , he might easily solve the problem by asking the Williamsons about her . But somehow , to his own surprise , he found that he shrank from doing this . He felt that it was impossible to ask Robert Williamson and probably have the girl 's name overflowed in a stream of petty gossip concerning her and all her antecedents and collaterals to the third and fourth generation .
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