No, Mrs.Branston, that is just the very last thing in this world that I could consent to do." "It is very cruel of you to say that," Adela answered, with the tears gathering in her clear blue eyes, and with a little childish look of vexation, which would have seemed infinitely charming in the eyes of a man who loved her.

"There can be no reason for your saying this, except that you do not think me worthy of your confidence--that you despise me too much to treat me like a friend.

If I were that Mr.Fenton now, whom you care for so much, you would not treat me like this." "I never borrowed a sixpence from Gilbert Fenton in my life, though I know that his purse is always open to me.

But friendship is apt to end when money transactions begin.

Believe me, I feel your goodness, Mrs.
Branston, your womanly generosity; but it is my own unworthiness that comes between me and your kindness.