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150 me to speak. I had been deceived and was deserted. Only when too late did I find how wickedly I had been betrayed, and then, when you came by and found me in my sorrow and desolation, I clung to your hand; I hoped you would be my consolation, my stay, my solace, and I—I——" She burst into tears. "I have been bitterly disappointed. I have found you without love, churlish, sullen, holding me from you as if I were infected with the plague, not ready to clasp me as an unhappy, suffering woman, that needed all the love and pity you could give."

"Not one word did you tell me of all this. You let me marry you in unsuspicion that before you had loved another."

"Not at all, Stephen," she said, "I have already assured you that I did not love the man whom I so foolishly and unfortunately trusted."

"Why have you not told me this story long ago? Why have you left me in the dark so long?"

"Your own fault, Stephen, none but yours. If you had shown me that consideration which becomes a professing Christian, I might have been encouraged to open my poor, tired, fluttering heart to you; but I was always a woman of extreme delicacy, and very reserved. You, however, were distant, and cold, and jealous. Then my pride bade me keep my tragic story to myself."

Saltren stood before her with folded arms, his hands were working. He could not keep them still but by clasping them to his side. "I was just, Marianne!" he said. "Just, and not severe to judge. I judged but as I knew the facts. If I was told nothing, I knew nothing to extenuate your fault. You were young and beautiful, and I thought that perhaps you had not strong principles to guide you. Now that you have told me all, I allow that you were more sinned against than sinning; but I cannot acquit you of not entrusting me before this with the whole truth."