We are all alike; we give up our whole heart for a man's smile, and, verily, we get our reward.

This husband of yours took a fancy, I suppose, to some new and fresher face, and threw you over for her sake ?" Agnes Darling looked up with wide black eyes.
"Oh, no, no! He loved me faithfully.

He never was false, as you think.
It was not that; he thought I was false, and base, and wicked.

Oh!" she cried, covering her lace with her hands again; "I can't tell you how base he thought me." "I think I understand," Kate said, slowly.

"But how was it?
It was not true, of course." Agnes lifted her face, raised her solemn, dark eyes mournfully to the gaze of the earnest blue ones.
"It was not true," she replied simply; "I loved him with all my heart, and him only.