But that side isn't all life, Miss Buchanan.' Helen did not repudiate his interpretation of her grief.

She was quite willing that Mr.Kane should know why she had been crying, but she did not care to talk about that side to him.

It had been always, and it would always be, she feared, all life to her.

She looked sombrely before her into the green vistas.
'Of course,' Franklin went on, 'I don't know anything about your hopeless love affair.

I'm only sure that your tragedy is a noble one and that you are up to it, you know--as big as it is.