"You think that she will carry it out?" asked Pauline.
"I should not be at all surprised if she did so."
"Do you mean that she may write some slanderous article about me?"
"It is quite possible."
Pauline gave a plaintive sigh. "Oh, have I no means of preventing her?" she exclaimed.
Kindelon shook his head negatively. "She attacks from an ambuscade, nearly always," he answered. "There is no such thing as spiking her guns, for they are kept so hidden. Still, let us hope for the best."
Pauline burst into tears. "What a wretched failure I have made of it all!" she cried. "Ah, if I had only known sooner that my project would bring such disaster upon me!"
"It has brought no disaster as yet," said Kindelon, with a voice full of the most earnest sympathy.
"It has brought distress, regret, torment!" asseverated Pauline, still struggling with her tears.
"Have you told me all?" he suddenly asked, with an acute, anxious look.