The bare room seemed suddenly full of glowing images of Fenella.

His face was transfigured.
"I haven't told you very much about Mrs.Weatherley," he said, simply.

"She is very wonderful and very beautiful.

She was very kind to me, too." Ruth leaned forward in her chair; her eyes read what she strove yet hated to see.

She threw herself suddenly back, covering her face with her hands.