She made her will, and left me ten thousand dollars.

So you see I am not poor nor dependent.

I told her my story, too--told her the whole as it was; and she made me promise to come back, to you at least, if not to Richard.
Going to him would depend upon whether he wanted me, I said.

Do you think he has forgotten me ?" Again the eager, anxious expression crept into Ethie's eyes, which grew very soft, and even dewy, as Aunt Barbara replied, "Forgotten you?
No.

I never saw a man feel as he did when he first came here, and Sophia talked to him so, as he sat there in that very willow chair." Involuntarily Ethie's hand rested itself on the chair where Richard had sat, and Ethie's face crimsoned where Aunt Barbara asked: "Do you love Richard now ?" "I cannot tell.