"You won't think I did wrong--you won't think I have made trouble for you--" "You have not," he replied, "you have helped me.

But, dear, do sit down and just merely, as in these many years, trust my love.

Now quiet yourself and let us talk it over calmly." "Yes--yes." She wiped her eyes.

"Do smoke, James--I like it." "Oh, you dear liar," he said.

"And so it was Grey ?" She looked up.