Not being a crying woman, she suffered quietly.

She felt that Miltoun would be coming to her.

She did not know at all what she should say when he did come.

He could not care for her so much as she cared for him! He was a man; men soon forget! Ah! but he was not like most men.

One could not look at his eyes without feeling that he could suffer terribly! In all this her own reputation concerned her not at all.