But she says she wants you to write to her right away and tell her--now--tell her about things--you know----" "What does she say ?--Tell me _exactly_ what she said." "One thing-"-- he plunged desperately--"she said she was sure you was happily married.

And she wanted you to tell her all about your husband.

But then, good God A'mighty! she didn't know!" "Well," said Mary Warren, her blood high in her face, "I'll have to tell her all about that, won't I?
I'll write to her at once." "You'll write to her?
What ?" -- "And tell her how happy I am, how fortunate I've been.

I'll tell her how you took me in even though I was blind; how you saved my life; how kind and gentle you've been all along, where you might have been so different! I'll tell her how fine and splendid it's been of you to take care of a sick, blind, helpless girl like me; and to--to--give her a man's protection." He was speechless.

She struggled on, red to the hair.
"You don't know women, how much they want a strong man to depend on, Mr.Gage; a man like you.