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Elisabeth uttered these words, Hepworth knew that his doom was spoken. He turned away and sank down in his chair, and dropped his face in his hands. Elisabeth stood in the same attitude, watching him attentively. For some moments neither spoke.

"Mr. Hepworth," said Elisabeth at last, "I'm sorry that you should have come to think of me in the way you have, and yet I'm glad in one way, because it gives me the chance of telling you about myself—and that'll be a relief to me, God knows. I've thought a good deal about that lately. Sometimes I've thought I was doing wrong in living