It may be that Sir John will live; if so I hope that he may profit by this lesson.

I have come straight to you," he concluded, "that you may hear the tale from me before another comes to malign me with false stories of this happening." "You...

you mean Peter ?" she cried.
"Alas!" he sighed.
She sat very still and white, looking straight before her and not at all at Sir Oliver.

At length she spoke.
"I am not skilled in reading men," she said in a sad, small voice.

"How should I be, that am but a maid who has led a cloistered life.