I've known you a good many years, Carley.

Forgive me if I tell you I see you are breaking--wearing yourself down.

Maybe it is not a husband you need so much now, but you do need a home and children.

You are wasting your life." "All you say may be true, my friend," replied Carley, with a helpless little upflinging of hands.

"Yet it does not alter my feelings." "But you will marry sooner or later ?" he queried, persistently.
This straightforward question struck Carley as singularly as if it was one she might never have encountered.