"Not from first to last, Carnac.

You ought not to have painted her, or made much of her and then thrown her over.

She knew--of course she knew, after a time, that you did not mean to propose to her, and all the evil in her came out.

Then she willed to have you in spite of yourself, believing, if you were married, her affection would win you in the end.

There it was--and you were to blame." "But why should you defend her, Junia ?" Her tongue became bitter now.