And it came straight back to me, in jealousy, perhaps, that you wouldn't take Fay as much for love of her as because of your religious duty to bring up another girl for some Mormon to marry." "That's a damnable lie!" cried Jane Withersteen.
"It was what made me hesitate," went on Mrs.Larkin, "but I never believed it at heart.

And now I guess I'll let you--" "Wait! Mrs.Larkin, I may have told little white lies in my life, but never a lie that mattered, that hurt any one.

Now believe me.

I love little Fay.

If I had her near me I'd grow to worship her.