It will be hard, perhaps, for you to give him up, but better that than for him to make you unhappy, as he is sure to do." "Hard!" she mentally cried.

"It will kill me!" He looked at her pathetically, yet with decision and firmness.
"Make up your mind that he is unworthy.

I will bring you more proofs, if necessary.

But I, first of all, lay on you my commands.

You must not see him again, except to tell him that he cannot call again, and that you cannot be anything to each other hereafter but the merest acquaintances." Man of affairs and of the world as he was, Fairfax Lee had not yet learned that love cannot be made to come and go at will.