I should like to see that rebuilt and you in your right place, its mistress." And his words ceased as Stella abruptly turned to him.

She was breathing quickly and she looked at him with a wonder in her trouble.
"And it hurts you to say this!" she said.

"Yes, it actually hurts you." "What else could I say ?" Her face softened as she looked and heard.

It was not that he was cold of blood or did not care.

There was more than discomfort in his voice, there was a very real distress.