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"How dare you touch me!" I said "It is because you know I have no one to take care of me that you presume like this"

I felt my eyes blaze at him, but there was a lump in my throat I would not have been hurt if it had been any one else, only angry; but he had been so respectful and gentle with me at Branches, and I had liked him so much It seemed more cruel for him to be impertinent now

His face fell; indeed, all the fierceness went out of it, and he looked intensely miserable

"Oh, don't say that!" he said, in a choked voice "I--oh, that is the one thing you know is not true"

Mr Campion, with his fur coat fastened, ca that we ht quietly, and came up the stairs without a word eline, pet," Lady Ver said, when Idown "I do feel a wretch, leaving you, but to-morroill really try and amuse you You look very pale, child; the journey has tried you, probably"

"Yes, I am tired," I tried to say in a natural voice, but the end word shook a little, and Lord Robert was just behind, having run up the stairs after me, so I fear he must have heard

"Miss Travers--please--" he iht, and Lady Ver put her hand on his arot up to the fourth floor I heard the front door shut

And now they are gone and I a brightly I have a big arm-chair and books, and this, my journal, and all is cosey--only I feel so miserable

I won't cry and be a silly coward

Why, of course it is a over Mrs Carruthers's death--only perhaps I am lonely, and I wish I were at the theatre No, I don't--I--Oh, the thing I do wish is that--that--no, I won't write it even

Good-night, journal!