Then--then it _was_ you--in Grellingham Place that day ?" "Yes," he acknowledged simply.
Diana bent her head to hide the small, secret smile that carved her lips.
At last, after a pause-- "But why--why do you not want to know me ?" she asked wonderingly.
"Not want to ?" he muttered below his breath.

"God in heaven! _Not want to_!" His hand moved restlessly.

After a minute he answered her, speaking very gently.
"Because I think you were born to stand in the sunshine.

Some of us stand always in the shadow; it creeps about our feet, following us wherever we go.

And I would not darken the sunlit places of your life with the shadow that clings to mine." There was an undercurrent of deep sadness in his tones.
"Can't you--can't you banish the shadow ?" faltered Diana.