"Is it true he got well ?" "Oh--yes! He's fine," replied Carley with eyes cast down.

A hot knot seemed to form deep within her and threatened to break and steal along her veins.

"But if you please--I do not care to talk of him." "Naturally.

But I must tell you that one man's loss is another's gain." Carley had rather expected renewed courtship from Morrison.

She had not, however, been prepared for the beat of her pulse, the quiver of her nerves, the uprising of hot resentment at the mere mention of Kilbourne.
It was only natural that Glenn's former rivals should speak of him, and perhaps disparagingly.