She was a little alarmed by his white face and sunken eyes; but she accepted his reassurances without question--she would have disbelieved anything which did not fit in with her plans.

And now, as they gazed out upon that beauty under the soft shimmer of the moonlight, her heart suddenly expanded in tenderness.

"I am _so_ happy," she murmured, slipping an arm through his.
Her act called for a return pressure.

He gave it, much as a woman's salutation would have made him unconsciously move to lift his hat.
"While Adele was dressing me for dinner--" she began.
At that name, he moved so that her arm dropped from his; but she did not connect her maid with her former bosom friend.
"I got to thinking about those who are not so well off as we," she went on; "about the poor.

And so, I've asked papa to give all his employees and the servants nice presents, and I've sent five thousand dollars to be divided among the churches in the town, down there--for the poor.