Now it is good-bye." "You positively mean this ?" "I do.

I am a soldier's daughter, Lieutenant Galesworth, and I am trusting you to act as a soldier and a gentleman." Under the cloak of darkness my face burned, feeling the reproof of this appeal, realizing that I merited the sting.

For the instant my actions, my presumption, seemed contemptible.

I had taken advantage of her kindness, her sympathy, her trust, and openly misconstrued womanly friendliness into a stronger emotion.

The rebuke was perfectly just; I could not even find words of apology, but turned away silently.