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"Are you sorry?" he asked half-unwittingly

For answer the girl turned her tragic eyes upon him, tried to speak, and faltered He cursed him-self for a fool and a brute, and whipped up an already over-active horse, till it was all but uneable It was a wise ave the poor child at his side a chance to recover her coe turned in "I had better drive you to the door, in this charht of the pale little face had moved him to deep pity He cursed his blindness, the blindness of a whole world of fools, and at the same time, with the impotence of the honest man, he could only wait and be silent

At the door he stopped to unbutton his cape fro of her body She spoke rapidly and painfully

"I want you to take a e from me to--to--Lewis Tell him I must see him Tell him to come to the Midburn foot, to-morrow in the afternoon Oh, I am ashamed to ask you, but you ood-bye she fled into the house