I don't want to frighten you--only to make you careful." "There is no one," she answered in a low voice, which trembled a little.
"No one-- ?" repeated Faber, as if waiting for the end of the sentence.
But his heart gave a great bound.
"No one to come to me.

I am alone in the world.

My mother died when I was a child and my father two years ago.

He was an officer.

I was his only child, and used to go about with him.