The glow was warm on her handsome, pensive face as she kneeled there like a devotee.
"What did you think of Mrs.Dawes ?" she asked quietly.
"She doesn't look very amiable," he replied.
"No, but don't you think she's a fine woman ?" she said, in a deep tone, "Yes--in stature.

But without a grain of taste.

I like her for some things.

IS she disagreeable ?" "I don't think so.

I think she's dissatisfied." "What with ?" "Well--how would you like to be tied for life to a man like that ?" "Why did she marry him, then, if she was to have revulsions so soon ?" "Ay, why did she!" repeated Miriam bitterly.
"And I should have thought she had enough fight in her to match him," he said.
Miriam bowed her head.
"Ay ?" she queried satirically.