He is coming, so search your heart to discover if this is not some mere passing fancy." "Father!" cried she.
"Remember that your happiness is in your own hands now, so be careful and conceal your feelings, and do not let him discover how deep your love is for him.

Men's minds are so formed that while they blame a woman for duplicity, they complain far more if she acts openly and allows her feelings to be seen----" He paused, for the door-bell rang.

Flavia's heart gave a bound of intense joy.
"He has come!" gasped she, and, with a strong effort to retain her composure, she added, "I will obey you, my dear father; I will not come here again until I have entirely regained my composure.

Do not fear, and I will show you that your daughter can act a part as well as any other woman." She fled from the room as the door opened, but it was not Paul who made his appearance, but some other guests--a stout manufacturer and his wife, the latter gorgeously dressed, but with scarcely a word to say for herself.

For this evening the banker had issued invitations to twenty of his friends, and among this number Paul would scarcely be noticed.