Why should you be afraid ?" "I am not afraid," she said slowly, "but there is something about it which I do not understand.

Ever since that morning you have avoided me." "Nonsense!" I exclaimed.
"It is not nonsense," she answered.

"It is the truth.

You used to come sometimes to see father--and now you never come near the place.

It is--too bad of you," she went on, with a little sob.