"That reason that I wouldn't tell you--I'll tell it you after all.

It's that I can't escape my fate." "Your fate ?" "I should try to escape it if I were to marry you." "I don't understand.

Why should not that be your fate as well as anything else ?" "Because it's not," said Isabel femininely.

"I know it's not.

It's not my fate to give up--I know it can't be." Poor Lord Warburton stared, an interrogative point in either eye.