She had never quite forgiven herself for being so blind to Arkwright's feeling for herself during those days when he had not known of her engagement to Bertram.

She had never forgotten, either, the painful scene when he had hopefully told of his love, only to be met with her own shocked repudiation.

For long weeks after that, his face had haunted her.

She had wished, oh, so ardently, that she could do something in some way to bring him happiness.

When, therefore, it had come to her knowledge afterward that he was frequently with his old friend, Alice Greggory, she had been so glad.