There was something in Moody's silent submission to all that she said and all that she did which pained and humiliated her.

"You're not jealous ?" she said, smiling timidly.
He tried to speak lightly on his side.

"I have no time to be jealous while I have your affairs to look after," he answered.
She pressed his arm tenderly.

"Never fear, Robert, that new friends will make me forget the best and dearest friend who is now at my side." She paused, and looked up at him with a compassionate fondness that was very pretty to see.

"I can keep out of the way to-morrow, when Mr.Hardyman calls," she said.