shoulders. “When did you read that book, Cassandra? Where did you find it?” he asked, in dismay.

“Among your books in the cabin. I felt at first that it must be a kind of a disgrace to be a lord — as if every one who had a title or education must be mean and low, and all the rest of the world over there must be fools; but because of you, David, I knew better than to believe that. Your mother is not like those women, either. She was kind and beautiful, and — I — loved her, but all the more I saw the difference. But now you have come to me and made me strong, I can do it. Everything has grown clear to me again, and I see how you gave yourself to me — to save me — when you did not dream of what was to be for you in the future; and out of your giving has come the — little