And it wasn't the man; it was the base servitude that you came to despise." "Not without you! It was your attitude toward me, after that cheap piece of melodrama I figured in in that convention, that brought me up with a short turn.

It all came through you--my wish to measure up to your ideal." "That's absurd, Dan.

If I believed that I should think much less of you; I really should!" she exclaimed.

"It was something finer and higher than that; it was your own manhood asserting itself.

That man over there," she went on more quietly, "is an object of pity.