Three months ago I should have spoken--but my trouble came.

I didn't mean to tell you this, but perhaps it is as well that you should know.

You can understand now what I am suffering.

To think of her there alone almost maddens me." Duncombe rose suddenly from his seat.
"Come out into the garden, Andrew," he said.

"I feel stifled here." His host rose and took Duncombe's arm.