Sit down here, just a moment." I hesitated, keen as to the value of time, yet curious as to what she would say, and swayed strongly by her influence.
"You surely must understand how anxious I am to get away--" I began, but she broke in impulsively.
"Of course I do, but you must listen to me first." She had risen, and was leaning forward, speaking earnestly.

"It is true we shall probably never meet again, yet I am not willing you should think me altogether a despicable character.

I wish you to know whom I am, and why deceit was necessary." "My dear girl," I exclaimed, hastily crossing the room, "there is nothing to explain.

I understand the circumstances." "No, not entirely," she insisted, "but it is my desire you should.

I--I hardly know why, but--but I would rather have you think well of me.
Listen, please; I will be very brief.