.

." Her painful hesitancy brought Frona to a realization of her own thoughtlessness.

But she had made the step, and she knew she could not retrace it.
"We will go back together," she said, bravely.

And in candid all-knowledge of the other, "I do not mind." Then it was that the blood surged into the woman's cold face, and her hand went out to the girl in the old, old way.
"No, no, I beg of you," she stammered.

"I beg of you.