Let him beware! With a word she could shatter his dream; ay, and so she would.

What! sit there and let him turn the knife in her heart and receive the pain meekly?
No! It was the thoughtless brutality with which he went about this new affair that bit so poignantly.

To show her, so indurately, that she was nothing, that, despite her magnificent sacrifice, she had never been more than a convenience, was maddening.

There was no spontaneity in his heart; his life was a calculation to which various sums were added or subtracted.
With all her beauty, intellect, genius and generosity, she had not been able to stir him as this young girl was unconsciously doing.

She held no animosity for the daughter of her host; she was clear-visioned enough to put the wrong where it belonged.
"It is your lead," said the admiral patiently.
"Pardon me!" contritely.