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Marion , I want to talk a few minutes with you , may I ? Do you mind going out under the cottonwood ? '' Dicksie 's heart jumped . `` Do n't be gone long , Marion , '' she exclaimed impulsively , `` for you know , Mr. Sinclair , we _ must _ get back by two o'clock . '' And Dicksie , pale with apprehension , looked at them both . Marion , quite composed , nodded reassuringly and followed Sinclair out of doors into the sunshine . For a few minutes Dicksie fingered wildly on the piano at some half-forgotten air , and in a fever of excitement walked out on the porch to see where they were .