She was not horrified by his accusations; such things had little meaning for one practically in complete ignorance of sex relations.

Besides, the miserable fiasco of her romantic love left her with a feeling of abasement, of degradation little different from that which overwhelms a woman who believes her virtue is her all and finds herself betrayed and abandoned.

She now felt indeed the outcast, looked down upon by all the world.
"If you hadn't lied," he fumed on, "you'd have been his wife and a respectable woman." The girl shivered.
"Instead, you're a disgrace.

Everybody in Sutherland'll know you've gone the way your mother went." "Go away," said the girl piteously.

"Let me alone." "Alone?
What will become of you ?" He addressed the question to himself, not to her.
"It doesn't matter," was her reply in a dreary tone.