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164 A SOCIAL METEVR. him as you will never be able to care for any one else, and if he came to you to-morrow and said ‘come,’ you would go. You see I judged you rightly when I said you were capable of but one . affection, and that that would be a lasting one. I only regret, selfishly perhaps, that I was not the man to inspire that passion.” “Oh, Lee, forgive me. As I live, I hoped and believed it was all, all over, when I met you. I thought this second love of mine would be better, more complete, than the first. Do believe me. You must suffer as much as I do. Oh, that mis- erable dinner, if it had never been proposed, we might have been happy still.” “Hush, my child. Ive nothing to forgive, and I do believe you. You’ve done nothing wrong,” he answered, kissing the hand he held. “I shall always love you, yes, to my dying day. But you know the ‘second love’, as you call it, ot a woman like you, is not worth ¢haz.” “Yow re so good and generous,” she murmured, ‘‘far too good for me.” “We'll talk about that another time,’ he said softly. “But now, my dear, compose yourself, for we are almost home, and they mustn’t see tears in your eyes.” Eomichbooks, com