I suppose I ought not to care--but you see, I love him so! I want him to _approve_ of me!--not just put up with it, and bear it! I want him to _feel_ with me--to care.
It is awful to know that all this big life of mine is just a mistake to him--that he condemns it in his heart." "But you knew this from the beginning, my dear, didn't you ?" "Yes--I knew it--but it is different now.

You know when you are _married_--" Mrs.Weatherstone looked far away through the wide window.

"I do know," she said.
Diantha reached a strong hand to clasp her friend's.

"I wish I could give it to you," she said.

"You have done so much for me! So much! You have poured out your money like water!" "My money! Well I like that!" said Mrs.Weatherstone.