And I feel it almost wrong that they do not." She paused a minute, her brow clouded slightly, then cleared again, and she went on bravely: "Philip, if--if I should, you must promise me that you will leave me as soon as ever we are married, and that you will not try to see me until you come again from Portsmouth.

I am sure that is right, for the deception will not be so great.

I should be better able then to tell the poor grandpethe.

Will you promise me, Philip-dear?
It--it is so hard for me.

Ah, can't you understand ?" This hopeless everlasting cry of a woman's soul! He clasped her close.