Then she raised herself.

"Let me tell her so--let me save you the conversation." "You dear!--but why should you!" said Diana, in amazement.
"Let me." "If you like! But I can't have Fanny making you look like this.

Please, please go to bed." * * * * * An hour later Mrs.Colwood, in her room, was still up and dressed, hanging motionless, and deep in thought, over the dying fire.

And before she went to sleep--far in the small hours--her pillow was wet with crying..