Rowland left his place and wandered to another part of the garden, wondering at the motive of her sudden tears.

Of women's sobs in general he had a sovereign dread, but these, somehow, gave him a certain pleasure.

When he returned to his place Miss Garland had raised her head and banished her tears.

She came away from Mrs.
Hudson, and they stood for a short time leaning against the parapet.
"It seems to you very strange, I suppose," said Rowland, "that there should be any trouble in such a world as this." "I used to think," she answered, "that if any trouble came to me I would bear it like a stoic.

But that was at home, where things don't speak to us of enjoyment as they do here.