"Do you know that I am sometimes almost afraid of her; sometimes she looks and speaks as if she hated me." "She is a poor, ill-conditioned creature," Waymark re plied, rather contemptuously.
"Can you explain," asked Ida, "how it was that Mr.Casti married her ?" "For my life, I can't! I half believe it was out of mere pity; I shouldn't wonder if the proposal came from her side.

Casti might once have done something; but I'm afraid he never will now." "And he is so very good to her.

I pity him from my heart whenever I see them together.

Often I have been so discouraged by her cold suspicious ways, that I half-thought I should have to give it up, but I felt it would be cruel to desert him so.

I met him in the street the other night just as I was going to her, and he thanked me for what I was doing in a way that almost made me cry." "By-the-by," said Waymark, "you know her too well to venture upon anything like direct criticism of her behaviour, when you talk together!" "Indeed, I scarcely venture to speak of herself at all.