I suppose that you are both right; that there must be some curse of pride or selfishness upon the money that I have got; but I have not felt it yet, and the fault does not lie with me." She gave her shoulders a slight shrug, and turned impatiently toward the window.

When she turned back again he was gone.

The room around her was empty; this room, which a moment before had seemed to be pulsating with his boyish passion, was now empty, and empty of HIM.

She bit her lips, rose, and ran eagerly to the window.

She saw his straw hat and brown curls as he crossed the road.