Perhaps you'd better go and soothe him." "I'm really SO busy just now," said Mrs.Hale, with sudden and inconsequent energy; "things have got dreadfully behind in the last week.

You had better go, Kate, and make him sit down, or he'll be overdoing it.

These men never know any medium--in anything." Contrary to Kate's expectation, Falkner returned earlier than usual, and, taking the invalid's arm, supported him in a more ambitious walk along the terrace before the house.

They were apparently absorbed in conversation, but the two women who observed them from the window could not help noticing the almost feminine tenderness of Falkner's manner towards his wounded friend, and the thoughtful tenderness of his ministering care.
"I wonder," said Mrs.Hale, following them with softly appreciative eyes, "if women are capable of as disinterested friendship as men?
I never saw anything like the devotion of these two creatures.

Look! if Mr.Falkner hasn't got his arm round Mr.Lee's waist, and Lee, with his own arm over Falkner's neck, is looking up in his eyes.