His honour means a good deal to me--to my self-esteem.

I hope," she added, rising and coming to me with a caressing touch.

"I hope you've got the hang of the thing now." Within myself I sincerely hoped I had.

If her sentiments were just as she analysed them, all was well.

If, on the other hand, the little demon of love for Boyce still lurked in her heart, in spite of the marriage and widowhood, there might be trouble ahead.