She spared no detail, and even repeated the insult Mrs.Barker had cast upon her with the triumphant reproach that her husband would not believe her.

"Perhaps," she added bitterly, "you may not believe me now.

I could even stand that from you, George, if it could make you happier; but you would still have to believe it from others.

The people at the Boomville Hotel saw them leave it together." "I do believe you," he said slowly, but with downcast eyes, "and if I did not love you before you told me this I could love you now for the part you have taken; but"-- He stopped.
"You love her still," she burst out, "and I might have known it.
Perhaps," she went on distractedly, "you love her the more that you have lost her.

It is the way of men--and women." "If I had loved her truly," said Barker, lifting his frank eyes to hers, "I could not have touched YOUR lips.