In the meanwhile, however, she had met another man, dressed in old blue duck, with hands hard and scarred; and the well-groomed soldier became of less account as she recalled the man she had left in the mountains.

Then Kinnaird turned to her again.
"Can't you give me a chance ?" he said.

"If it's necessary, I'll wait; and in the meanwhile I may do something worth while out yonder, if that's any inducement." "I'm very sorry," replied Ida.

"I'm afraid it wouldn't be." She looked him steadily in the eyes, and he had sense enough to recognize that no words of his would move her.

Though it was not an easy matter, he retained his self-control.
"Well," he admitted, "it hurts, but I must bear it.