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" He turned gayly to
Winterfield. "Prepare yourself for another work that you would like to
kiss." He smiled, and left the room.
The instant the door was closed, Stella approached Winterfield. Her
beautiful face became distorted by a mingled expression of rage and
contempt. She spoke to him in a fierce peremptory whisper.
"Have you any consideration for me left?" His look at her, as she put
that question, revealed the most complete contrast between his face
and hers. Compassionate sorrow was in his eyes, tender forbearance and
respect spoke in his tones, as he answered her.
"I have more than consideration for you, Stella--"
She angrily interrupted him. "How dare you call me by my Christian
name?"
He remonstrated, with a gentleness that might have touched the heart of
any woman. "Do you still refuse to believe that I never deceived you?
Has time not softened your heart to me yet?"
She was more contemptuous toward him than ever. "Spare me your
protestations," she said; "I heard enough of them two years since. Will
you do what I ask of you?"
"You know that I will.


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