To borrow it of somebody else to pay him would be more disgraceful still." Again her heart gave a bound.

Her father had followed the opposite course, and she knew for a certainty just what some men thought of him, and she could as easily recall half a dozen younger men who had that very summer been willing to play the same game with herself.

Something warm and sympathetic struggled up through her reserve.
"Would you stay, Harry, if I asked you to ?" she said in almost a whisper.

She had not meant to put the question quite in that way, but somehow it had asked itself.
He looked at her with his soft brown eyes, the long lashes shading their tender brilliancy.

He had guessed nothing of the newly awakened throb in her heart; only his situation stared him in the face, and in this she had no controlling interest; nor could she now that she loved somebody else.
"No, Kate, it wouldn't alter anything.