I will make your life soft and beautiful to you as women love life to be.

You shall have everything that money can buy and power bring.

Yield for your uncle's sake, and for the sake of the great love I bear you." As he spoke he was slowly drawing nearer Bessie, whose face wore a half-fascinated expression.

As he came the wretched woman gathered herself together and put out her hand to repulse him.

"No, no," she cried, "I hate you--I cannot be false to him, living or dead.