"I must take it on trust," the girl pursued. "And what if Mona doesn't give you up?" she added. "I don't know," said Owen. "I thought I might hear this morning."!

"Back? They'll be there all day!" "On the occasion, at papa's, that Mrs. Brigstock told you of, and one day, since then, down at Maggie's."

"I suppose you'd go back to London." "Merciful powers, how you worship him!" Mrs. Gereth wonderingly moaned. It was, for Fleda, the shake that made the cup overflow. She had a pause, that of the child who takes time to know that he responds to an accident with pain; then, dropping again on the sofa, she broke into tears. They were beyond control, they came in long sobs, which for a moment Mrs. Gereth, almost with an air of indifference, stood hearing and watching. At last Mrs. Gereth too sank down again. Mrs. Gereth soundlessly, wearily wept. "Should I love him for all he has made you suffer?"