How could he even guess?
And now he never can know.

It's too late, too late!" Futile, bitter regret! All through the night it followed her, and when morning came the haggard misery it had wrought upon her face had robbed it of all its youth.
Mrs.Raleigh tried to comfort her with hopeful words, but she did not seem so much as to hear them.

She was listening, listening intently, for every sound.
It was about noon that young Travers raced in, hot and breathless, but he stopped short in evident dismay when he saw Audrey.

He would have withdrawn as precipitately as he had entered, but she sprang after him and caught him by the arms.
"You have news!" she cried wildly.

"What is it?
Oh, what is it?
Tell me quickly!" He hesitated and glanced nervously at Mrs.Raleigh.
"Yes, tell her," the latter said.