There are bitterer things." She rose and met his Grace, who had approached her.

Always to his greatness and his noble heart she turned with that new feeling of dependence which her whole life had never brought to her before.

His deep eyes, falling on her tenderly as she rose, were filled with protecting concern.

Involuntarily he hastened his steps.
"Will your Grace take me to my coach ?" she said.

"I am not well.