Besides, Mademoiselle, you can judge for yourself.

Is there any love lost between them, think you ?" "No." "Is there any reason why they should be miserable if they do not want to be ?" "Isabella could not be more miserable than she is now, though she hides it well." "Ah," said John Turner, thoughtfully.

"Is that so?
I wonder why." Lucille shrugged her shoulders.

She either could not or would not answer.
"Too much money," suggested Turner.
"When women have plenty of money they usually want something that cannot be bought." Lucille frowned.
"And now you are angry, Mademoiselle," said John Turner, placidly, "and I am not afraid.

I will make you still more angry." He rose heavily, and stood, cigar in hand, looking out to sea--his round face puckered with thought.
"Mademoiselle Lucille," he said, slowly, "I have known some men and quite a number of women who have sacrificed their happiness to their pride.