But Adelaide suffered.

I didn't understand it and I didn't care a fig for it, but she _did_ suffer.

God forgive me!" He stopped and mopped his forehead.

Sweetwater moved a trifle on his seat, but the others--men who had passed the meridian of life, who had known temptations, possibly had succumbed to them, from time to time--sat like two statues, one in full light and the other in as dark a shadow as he could find.
"That afternoon," young Cumberland presently resumed, "she was keyed up more than usual.

She loved Ranelagh,--damn him!--and he had played or was playing her false.