Lucy, looking down it, caught first the face of Eleanor Burgoyne, and in the distance Manisty's black head and absent smile.

The girl's young mind was captured by a sudden ghastly sense of the human realities underlying the gay aspects and talk of the luncheon-table.

It seemed to her she still heard that heart-rending voice of Mrs.Burgoyne: 'Oh! I never dreamed it could be the same for him as for me.

I didn't ask much.' She dreaded to let herself think.

It seemed to her that Mrs.Burgoyne's suffering must reveal itself to all the world, and the girl had moments of hot shame, as though for herself.