"Miss Nadine sees absolutely no one!" murmured the governess, "and, of course, I never leave her.

It is a very exacting and laborious position, this charge which I now fill, and of course the life is a very lonely one, though Nadine is an angel!" enthusiastically cried Miss Justine.
"And so," earnestly said Major Alan Hawke, "I am absolutely prevented from seeing you, unless you will trust yourself to me, and come here again." The frightened woman cast a glance at the unfamiliar loveliness of the secluded garden, with the hidden kiosques, sacred to Ram Lal's furtive amours.
"I dare not!" she said, with trembling lips.

"I would like to come, but--" "Listen!" said Alan Hawke, softly taking her unresisting hand, "I will confide in you.

I must, even to-day, go to Hugh Johnstone's house.

He has bidden me to a private interview.