Two lives were not to be spoilt because she lived in the world.

To-morrow she could gather up her strength and begin again.

For Durrance must never know that there was another whom she placed before him in her thoughts.

Meanwhile, however, Durrance within the drawing-room brought his confession to an end.
"So you see," he said, "I could not speak of Harry Feversham until to-night.

For I was afraid that what I had to tell you would hurt you very much.