We are mismanaging: one gone, the other going; both losing faith in us." Josephine's color returned to her cheek, and then mounted high.
Presently she smiled, a smile full of conscious power and furtive complacency, and said quietly, "He will not go." Rose was pleased, but not surprised, to hear her sister speak so confidently, for she knew her power over Camille.

"That is right," said she, "go to him, and say two honest words: 'I bid you stay.'" "O Rose! no!" "Poltroon! You know he would go down on his knees, and stay directly." "No: I should blush all my life before you and him.

I COULD not.

I should let him go sooner, almost.

Oh, no! I will never ask a man to stay who wishes to leave me.