Soon the Englishwoman found herself telling her new acquaintance a great deal about her childhood and girlhood--something even of her brief, not unhappy, married life.

But she shrank back, both mentally and physically, when Madame Wachner carelessly observed, "Ah, but soon you will marry again; no doubt you are already engaged ?" "Oh, no!" Sylvia shook her head.
"But you are young and beautiful.

It would be a crime for you not to get married again!" Madame Wachner persisted; and then, "I love beauty," she cried enthusiastically.

"You did not see me, Madame, last week, but I saw you, and I said to my 'usband, 'There is a very beautiful person come to Lacville, Fritz!' 'E laughed at me.

'Now you will be satisfied--now you will 'ave something to look at,' 'e says.