She raised herself a little on the couch and turned towards him.

Her eyes were fixed anxiously upon his, her forehead slightly wrinkled, her voice tremulous with eagerness.
"You have seen her ?" "I have," he admitted, looking steadily into the lining of his hat.
"She has been cruel," Elizabeth declared.

"I can tell it from your face.
You have bad news for me." "I do not know," Tavernake replied, "whether she has been cruel or not.
She refuses to allow me to tell you her address.

She begged me, indeed, to keep away from you altogether." "Why?
Did she tell you why ?" "She says that you are her sister, that you have no money of your own and that your husband has left you," Tavernake answered, deliberately.
"Is that all ?" "No, it is not all," he continued.

"As to the rest, she told me nothing definite.