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"I will tell you the truest thing about the King He needs you at his

side For all his friends, he is at heart a lonelyyou He needs not a mere

wife, but a mate, a helpmate, to strive with him, her hand in his Every

man needs the helpmate, as I read the world For it cannot but be that a

man falls below himself when he comes hoan hoped that he had reassured her But her

thoughts were now turned from herself She leaned yet further forward

with her elbows upon her knees, and in a yet lower voice she asked a

question which fairly startled hian, indeed, had spoken unconsciously, with a deep note of sadness in

his voice, which had sounded all the e and sad to her froorous tones she had coh he looked forith a

poignant regret through a weary span of days, and saw hi home always to an ean was taken off his guard

"There is no one," he said in a flurry

Cle speak so, and in that voice; I shall be

very sure he loves

almost to a note of raillery "Tell me her name!" she pleaded "What is

amiss with her that she is not thankful for a trueher on her knees to you Does she

think her birth sets her too high in the world? I'll show her so much

conteance

and dote upon your steps Perhaps she is too sure of your devotion? Why,

then, I'll itation of his voice put an end to her

raillery Somehow she had wounded hi you to believe ument to dispel her conjectures, he said on an ihness a confidence" He stopped, to make

sure that Gaydon and Mrs Misset were still asleep Then he laughed

uneasily like aof a city of drea of a fairy tale, you will