She can't return it, for, of course, she sold it and spent the money.

But now at last she feels she did wrong, and she says she will die easier for your forgiveness." "Oh! I forgive her," said Lady Newhaven, indifferently.

"I often wondered how I lost it.

I never cared about it." She glanced at Rachel, and added tremulously, "My husband gave it me." A sudden impulse was urging her to confide in this grave, gentle-eyed woman.

The temptation was all the stronger because Rachel, who had only lately appeared in society, was not connected with any portion of her previous life.