What is the matter now, that you look so wretchedly forlorn ?" Agnes looked up in the beautiful, pitying face, with her heart in her eyes.
"Nothing," she said, tremulously, "but the old trouble, that never leaves me.

I think sometimes I am the most unhappy creature in the whole wide world." "Every heart knoweth its own bitterness," Miss Danton said, steadily.
"Trouble seems to be the lot of all.

But yours--you have never told me what it is, and I think I would like to know." They were walking together round the frozen pond, and the face of the seamstress was turned away from the dying light.

Kate could not see it, but she could hear the agitation in her voice when she spoke.
"I am almost afraid to tell you.

I am afraid, for oh, Miss Danton! I have deceived you." "Deceived me, Agnes ?" "Yes; I came here in a false character.