But I don't love you, Gilbert." "But can't you give me some hope that you will--yet ?" "No, I can't," exclaimed Anne desperately.

"I never, never can love you--in that way--Gilbert.

You must never speak of this to me again." There was another pause--so long and so dreadful that Anne was driven at last to look up.

Gilbert's face was white to the lips.

And his eyes--but Anne shuddered and looked away.