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She was in the reaction of a rebellious anger stronger than any she had

felt since her e Instead of tears there came words:--

"What have I done--what am I--that he should treat me so? He never

knohat is in

I do? He wishes he had never an to hear herself, and was checked into stillness Like one

who has lost his way and is weary, she sat and saw as in one glance all

the paths of her young hope which she should never find again And

just as clearly in the ht she saw her own and her

husband's solitude--how they walked apart so that she was obliged to

survey him If he had drawn her towards him, she would never have

surveyed hi for?" but would have

felt him simply a part of her own life Now she said bitterly, "It is

his fault, not , Pity was

overthrown Was it her fault that she had believed in him--had

believed in his worthiness?--And what, exactly, was he?-- She was able

enough to esti,