Let me hope, Maruja, I only ask to hope." She looked at him until she had absorbed all the burning fever of his eyes, until her ears tingled with his passionate voice, and then--she shook her head.
"It can not be, Carroll--no! never!" He drew himself up under the blow with such simple and manly dignity that her eyes dropped for the moment.

"There is another, then ?" he said, sadly.
"There is no one I care for better than you.

No! Do not be foolish.
Let me go.

I tell you that because you can be nothing to me--you understand, to ME.

To my sister Amita, yes." The young soldier raised his head coldly.