I made a dreadful mistake." "Why!" said Conolly, with some indignation, "who has told you since ?" "Marmaduke," said Marian, roused to reply quickly by the energy of the questioner.

"He did not mean to be indiscreet: he thought I knew." "Thought! He never thought in his life, Miss Lind.

However, he was right enough to tell you; and I am glad you know the truth, because it explains my behavior the last time we met.

It took me aback a bit for the moment." "You were very forbearing.

I hope you will not think me intrusive if I tell you how sincerely sorry I am for the misfortune which has come to you." "What misfortune ?" Marian lost confidence again, and looked at him in silent distress.
"To be sure," he interposed, quickly.