I mean to tell her so before I leave; she will understand me.

Why should I come here to be treated as you have treated me to-day?
Each time I come you show me more plainly that my love and devotion are nothing to you.

Well, dear as you are to me--God only knows how dear--I can lead my life without you.

Yes, I will free myself from my bonds--I will be no woman's slave." If she could only speak! The tears were running down her face now; he must have seen them if he had looked; but as she put up her hands to hide them, a little choking sob escaped her and reached his ear.
He bent over her and spoke in a gentler tone.

"Why are you weeping, Elizabeth?
Are those tears for yourself or me ?" "For myself," she whispered; "because you are leaving me, and I want you--I want you so." Strong man as he was, Malcolm trembled from head to foot with the sudden shock and revulsion.