"Ellen," she said, "you like him." "No, I don't," declared Ellen.

"I won't.

I never will.

Nothing shall make me." But Abby continued to look at her sadly and jealously.

"There's a power over us which is too strong for girls," said she, "and you've come under it, Ellen, and you can't help it." Then she added, with a great, noble burst of utter unselfishness: "And I'm glad, I'm glad, Ellen.