She hardly knew what fear was, for she had in her something a little stronger than what generally goes by the name of faith.

She was therefore able to see that she ought, if possible, to learn Sepia's object in talking thus to her.
"Why do you say all this to me ?" she asked, quietly.

"I can not flatter myself it is from friendship." "Certainly not.

But the motive may be worthy, for all that.

You are not the only one involved.