Before I knew of her real position she seemed more approachable to me, more as if I could claim her friendship on the grounds of mutual sympathy.

I was deceived into believing our lots not vastly unequal, and I have suffered more than I can tell you by the disparity which I now know exists." "But what difference can it make whether we are rich or poor?
We can still be friends," said Hugh eagerly.
"It was when I believed your sister to be a missionary that I learned to love her better than all else in this world.

Now do you understand ?" "Great Scott!" gasped his listener, starting from his chair.

Now he realised that she had not been mistaken in her fears.

"Does she know this ?" he managed to ask.
"No, and I dare not tell her--I cannot.