I had to stay there.

It wa'n't my fault.
If Barney had come back, I could have got here in season; but poor Charlotte was settin' out there all alone on the doorstep, an' her father wouldn't let her in, an' Sarah took on so I had to stay.

I thought I should die when I got back an' found out you'd been here an' gone.

Ain't you goin' to forgive me, Richard ?" Barney suddenly removed his arm from Sylvia's waist, pushed her clinging hands away, and stood up again.

"Now, Miss Crane," he said, "I've got to tell you.