I did not suppose that men cared about conventions." "But--why on earth--did you come ?" he repeated.

"Are you in trouble ?" "I seem to be now," she said with a tremulous laugh; "you are frightening me to death, Captain Selwyn." Still dazed, he found the first chair at hand and dragged it toward her.
She hesitated at the offer; then: "Thank you," she said, passing before him.

She laid her hand on the chair, looked a moment at him, and sank into it.
Resting there, her pale cheek against her muff, she smiled at him, and every nerve in him quivered with pity.
"World without end; amen," she said.

"Let the judgment of man pass." "The judgment of this man passes very gently," he said, looking down at her.

"What brings you here, Mrs.Ruthven ?" "Will you believe me ?" "Yes." "Then--it is simply the desire of the friendless for a friend.