For myself I am not sorry for the delay, for every hour shows me more clearly how good and understanding and sympathetic you have been to me.

I only hope that some day you may realize how kind you have been, and how much I appreciate it." "I am only too glad to be of any service," I said, feebly I felt, as I held out my hand.

She did not seem to see it.

Her eyes were now on the fire, and a warm blush dyed forehead and cheek and neck.

The reproof was so gentle that no one could have been offended.