And all the time he knew this--knew I'd never be big enough to marry him....

That broke my heart.
I left him free--and here I am....

I beg you--don't ask me any more--and never to mention it to me--so I can forget." The tender unspoken sympathy of women who loved her proved comforting in that trying hour.

With the confession ruthlessly made the hard compression in Carley's breast subsided, and her eyes cleared of a hateful dimness.

When they reached the taxi stand outside the station Carley felt a rush of hot devitalized air from the street.