She shrank back.

"Oh no, monsieur, oh--I die of shame!" "There is no need, Elise," he answered gently, and he sat on the edge of the couch, and drew her to his side.

"Let us say good-night." She grew very still, and he felt her move towards him, as she divined his purpose, and knew that this room of hers would have no shadow in it to-morrow, and her soul no unpardonable sin.

A warm peace passed through her veins, and she drew nearer still.

She did not know that this new ardent confidence came near to wrecking her.