'I can't bear that!' 'Delighting me deceptively! Why did you do it--_why_ did you!' 'I began doing it in kindness to her! How could I do otherwise than try to save such a simple girl from misery?
But I admit that I continued it for pleasure to myself.' Raye looked up.

'Why did it give you pleasure ?' he asked.
'I must not tell,' said she.
He continued to regard her, and saw that her lips suddenly began to quiver under his scrutiny, and her eyes to fill and droop.

She started aside, and said that she must go to the station to catch the return train: could a cab be called immediately?
But Raye went up to her, and took her unresisting hand.

'Well, to think of such a thing as this!' he said.

'Why, you and I are friends--lovers--devoted lovers--by correspondence!' 'Yes; I suppose.' 'More.' 'More ?' 'Plainly more.