"Oh, my dear, my dear! you frighten me!"
Stella looked at her with awful calm.
"Do I?" Then her voice dropped. "I am almost frightened at myself. Why have you come?" she asked almost sharply.
"Because I thought you needed me—some one, some girl young like yourself. Do not send me away, Stella. You will hear what I have come to say?"
"Yes, I will hear," said Stella, wearily, "though no words that can be spoken will help me, none."
"Stella, I—I have heard——"
Stella looked at her, and her lips quivered.
"You have seen him—he has told you?" she breathed.
Lilian bent her head.
"Yes, dear, I have seen him. Oh, Stella, if you had seen him as I have done!—if you had heard him speak! His voice——"