Its wild, waste expression frightened him.

It was pallid like an old sunset, and her breath came and went stormily.

Three times, in a growing agony of effort, her lips failed of speech.

She gave a sudden despairing cast of her head sideways, her mouth opened a little as if with mere helplessness, she threw a pitiful glance in his face, burst into a tumult of sobs, and fell back on the couch.

Not a tear came to her eyes, but such was her trouble that she did not even care to lift her hand to her face to hide the movements of its rebellious muscles.