But you wish to ask me something, Miss Trent ?' 'If you will be there to-morrow--that was all.

I like helping.

I like looking at the books, and putting them up--if you would let me.' The nearest lamp showed him her face.

What held him from making that pale loveliness his own?
His heart throbbed as terribly as hers; he with difficulty heard when she spoke, so loud was the rush of blood in his ears.
But he had begun the fight with himself.

He could not turn away abruptly and leave her standing there; if the victory were to be won, it must be by sheer wrestle with the temptation, for her sake as well as his own.