"It will be him you'll help.

If you're to make sacrifices to keep on good terms with him the first sacrifice will be of me." Then on his leaving this remark so long unanswered that she had finally looked at him again: "I'm perfectly prepared for it." It was as if, jocosely enough, he had had time to make up his mind how to meet her.

"What will you have--when he loved my mother ?" Nothing could have been droller than the gloom of her surprise.

"Yours too ?" "I didn't tell you the other day--out of delicacy." Mrs.Brookenham darkly thought.

"HE didn't tell me either." "The same consideration deterred him.