MY LADY FRANCES--THE FUTURE LADY DAMER--WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER AT LAST It was true.

My theories and my disappointment went to the winds.

We had few common acquaintances or social interests to talk about, and yet the time we spent together never seemed long enough for our fluent conversation.

We had always a thousand things to say when we met, and feeling as if we had been together all our lives, I felt also utterly restless and wretched when I was not with her.

Of course, I learnt her history.