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he cried , as though doubting his own vision , and the ring of agony in his voice was almost piteous . `` Edith ! My God ! You here , at midnight , alone with this man ? '' However the words , the tone , the gesture may have stung her , her face remained proudly calm , her voice cold and clear . `` I certainly am , Major Brennan , '' she answered , her eyes never once leaving his face . `` And may I ask what reason you can have to object ? ''