Yes! I have made up my mind to marry Mr.Ratcliffe!" Sybil sprang to her feet with a cry: "And have you told him so ?" she asked.
"No! you came and interrupted us just as we were speaking.

I was glad you did come, for it gives me a little time to think.

But I am decided now.

I shall tell him to-morrow." This was not said with the air or one whose heart beat warmly at the thought of confessing her love.

Mrs.Lee spoke mechanically, and almost with an effort.