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"All?" he said blankly

"You haven't forgotten, have you? I--I a a little

"And you love him? More than you care for me?"

"He is--he is my kind," said Sara Lee rather pitifully "I a what you think is good work, and

you are grateful And you don't see any other women So I--"

"And you think I love you because I see no one else?" he demanded, still

rather stunned

"Isn't that part of it?"

He flung out his hands as though he despaired ofher understand

"This man at home--" he said bitterly; "this man who loves you so well

that he let you cross the sea and come here alone--do you love him very

dearly?"

"I am promised to him"

All at once Sara Lee saw the little parlor at hoentle,

rather stolid and dependable Oh, very dependable She saw hiht he had said he loved her, rather wistful and very,

very tender She could not hurt hio

"I love hi the hell that was raging in him, Henri bent

over and kissed her hand Then he turned it over, and for an instant

he held his cheek against its warmth He went out at once, and Sara

Lee heard the door slam