The other--well--it isn't Miss Durning." She searched him through and through, "This afternoon ?" "Yes." "Paul!" She withdrew from his grasp.

In her voice was a touch of reproach.
"Dearest lady," said he, "I would die rather than marry a rich woman, ugly or beautiful, if I could not bring her something big in return--something worth living for." "You've fold me either too much or too little.

Am I not entitled to know how things stand ?" "You're entitled to know the innermost secrets of my heart," he cried; and he told thereof as far as his love for the Princess was concerned.
"But, my poor boy," said Ursula tenderly, "how is it all going to end ?" "It's never going to end," cried Paul.
Ursula Winwood smiled on him and sighed a little; for she remembered the gallant young fellow who had been killed in the Soudan in eighteen eighty-five..