Besides, she lost her temper, and talked about forgiving _me_, when I was in despair about my ring!" "And what, pray, was your foolish ring compared to the girl's character ?" "A foolish ring, indeed!--Yes, it was foolish to let you ever have the right to give it me! But, as to her character, that of persons in her position is in constant peril.

They have to lay their account with that, and must get used to it.

How was I to know?
We can not read each other's hearts." "Not where there is no heart in the reader." Hesper's face flushed, but she did her best not to lose her temper.

Not that it would have been any great loss if she had, for there is as much difference in the values of tempers as in those who lose them.

She said nothing, and her husband resumed: "So you came to forgive me ?" he said.
"And Marston," she answered.
"Well, I will accept the condescension--that is, if the terms of it are to my mind." "I will make no terms.