It is not for me to ask.

Think it over." "I will tell you the whole truth," Beatrice answered, resting her elbow upon the polished shelf and supporting her head in her hand, while she looked earnestly into Sister Paul's faded eyes.
"Think well, my daughter.

I have no right to any confession from you.

If there is anything----" "Sister Paul--you are a woman, and I must have a woman's help.

I have learned something to-night which will change my whole life.