And here was another life offered, a life upon a higher, a more difficult plane; but a life much more worth living.

That she saw clearly enough.

But out of her self-knowledge sprang the insistent question: "Could I live it ?" There would be sacrifices to be made by her.

Could she make them?
Would not dissatisfaction with herself follow very quickly upon her marriage?
Out of her dissatisfaction would there not grow disappointment in her husband?
Would not bitterness spring up between them and both their lives be marred?
Dick was still holding her hand.
"Let me see you," he said, drawing her towards him.

"Let me see your face!" She turned and showed it.