And now the sacred cupidity of the reformer did for an instant leap up within her.

All the distressed persons, all the tottering causes in which she was interested, seemed to parade before her eyes.

Then, too, the childish streak in her character made her remember how amusing it would be to be Adelaide Farron's mother-in-law, and Peter's grandmother by marriage.

Nor was she at all indifferent to the flattery of the offer or the touching reserves of her suitor's nature.
"I should think you would be so lonely!" he said gently.
She nodded.
"I am often.

I miss not having any one to talk to over the little things that"-- she laughed--"I probably wouldn't talk over if I had some one.
But even with Pete I am lonely.