A heart that loves and honours you; a home whose peaceful claims and happy duties win gently on you day by day--try the consolation, Rachel, which is to be found THERE! I don't ask for your love--I will be content with your affection and regard.

Let the rest be left, confidently left, to your husband's devotion, and to Time that heals even wounds as deep as yours." She began to yield already.

Oh, what a bringing-up she must have had! Oh, how differently I should have acted in her place! "Don't tempt me, Godfrey," she said; "I am wretched enough and reckless enough as it is.

Don't tempt me to be more wretched and more wreckless still!" "One question, Rachel.

Have you any personal objection to me ?" "I! I always liked you.