diverted my interest at last. I asked her if she had known on board.
“Not until the last moment. I found out during the fire. Do you remember when we said good-by? I was nearly telling you then.”
Did I remember! The very letter of that last interview was cut deep in my heart; not a sleepless night had I passed without rehearsing it word for word and look for look; and sometimes, when sorrow had spent itself, and the heart could bleed no more,
diverted my interest at last. I asked her if she had known on board.
“Not until the last moment. I found out during the fire. Do you remember when we said good-by? I was nearly telling you then.”
Did I remember! The very letter of that last interview was cut deep in my heart; not a sleepless night had I passed without rehearsing it word for word and look for look; and sometimes, when sorrow had spent itself, and the heart could bleed no more,
