I am not in the least a dreamy person as a rule." The quick tears sprang to Mrs.Ralston's eyes; she stroked Stella's hand without speaking.
"I wanted to go back to Kurrumpore with Tommy," Stella went on, "but he won't hear of it, though he tells me that you stayed there through last summer.

If you could stand it, so could I.I feel sure that physically I am much stronger." "Oh no, dear, no.

You couldn't do it." Mrs.Ralston looked down upon the beautiful face very tenderly.

"I am tough, you know, dried up and wiry.
And I had a very strong motive.

But you are different.