I have been a little worried, but that is all." Lucia gathered all her courage.

"But, dear mother, why do you always give me that answer?
Why not tell me what it is that troubles you ?" Mrs.Costello shrank back.

"Not yet, darling.

I am a coward, and should have to tell you a long story.

Wait awhile." "And while I wait, you suffer alone." "I should not suffer less, my child, if you knew all.