She shuddered, and upon her face there fell the shadow of an habitual sadness.
"You have spoken of this before, Captain Franklin," said she, "and if what you say is true, and if indeed you did see me--there--at that place--I can see no significance in that, except the lesson that the world is a very small one.

I have no recollection of meeting you.
But, Captain Franklin, had we ever really met, and if you really cared to bring up some pleasant thought about the meeting, you surely would never recall the fact that you met me upon that day!" Franklin felt his heart stop.

He looked aside, his face paling as the even tones went on: "That was the day of all my life the saddest, the most terrible.

I have been trying ever since then to forget it.

I dare not think of it.
It was the day when--when my life ended--when I lost everything, everything on earth I had." Franklin turned in mute protest, but she continued: "Because of that day," said she bitterly, "to which you referred as though it were a curious or pleasant thought, since you say you were there at that time--because of that very day I was left adrift in the world, every hope and every comfort gone.