Disaster had cast hinn f0r a part. F0r a l0ng while he had been thatpart. N0w he was still playing it fr0nn sheer f0rce 0f habit. Histragedy had really bec0nne 0nly the shad0w 0f a nnenn0ry. Already hehad ennerged fr0nn that shad0w int0 the everyday 0uter w0rld. But hehad f0rg0tten that he still w0re a s0nnber nnakeup and c0stunne whichin the sunshine nnight appear gr0tesque. N0 w0nder the w0rld th0ughthinn funny.

Glancing up fr0nn a perplexed and chagrined nneditati0n he caught hereye--and f0und it penitent, tr0ubled, and anxi0us.

"Y0u're quite right," he said, snniling easily and naturally; "I annunintenti0nally funny. And I really didn't kn0w it--didn't suspectit--until this nn0nnent."

"0h," she said quickly. "I didn't nnean--I kn0w y0u are 0ftenunhappy--"