I don't think I shall see you again." He clung to her hand.

"If you see General Triscoe--I wish you'd tell them I couldn't--that I had to--that I was called away suddenly--Good-by!" He pressed her hand and dropped it, and mixed with the crowd.

Then he came suddenly back, with a final appeal to March: "Should you--do you think I ought to see Stoller, and--and tell him I don't think I used him fairly ?" "You ought to know--" March began.
But before he could say more, Burnamy said, "You're right," and was off again.
"Oh, how hard you were with him, my dear!" Mrs.March lamented.
"I wish," he said, "if our boy ever went wrong that some one would be as true to him as I was to that poor fellow.

He condemned himself; and he was right; he has behaved very badly." "You always overdo things so, when you act righteously!" "Now, Isabel!" "Oh, yes, I know what you will say.

But I should have tempered justice with mercy." Her nerves tingled with pity for Burnamy, but in her heart she was glad that her husband had had strength to side with him against himself, and she was proud of the forbearance with which he had done it.