It is a poor reparation, I know, but it is the only one I can make." "I do not understand you, Dorothy," said John.

"Why should you betray me ?" "I cannot tell you," she answered.

"All I know is that I did betray you and I hardly know how I did it.

It all seems like a dream--like a fearful monster of the night.

There is no need for me to explain.