But a woman for love! so said every throb of the pulse of the man regarding her.

And now, most of all, pity of her just because she was woman was the thought first in his soul.

Already he was beginning to pay, and as she had said! "You don't answer me," said he, at length, gently.

"I can imagine your ambitions; but I don't learn enough of _you_." "No," said she, with a deep breath.

"As you said, we part, each with secrets untold.