"I must," she replied, "I have none of my own."
Then she rose; it was time to return to the house she was so soon to abandon.
He bent down to kiss her, and drew the beautiful face to his, just as Earle had done.
Thoughts of her treachery again disturbed her, and she shuddered as though with cold.
"You are tired, my darling," he said. "Go home and rest."
They parted under the trees. He went away, and as she walked slowly home, she said to herself:
"I have killed Earle!"
CHAPTER XXVIII.
A WOMAN RESOLVED.
Mattie Brace stood at the farm gate: she was looking impatiently up and down the road, and a sudden light flashed in her face as she caught sight of Doris. The beautiful face seemed to flash like light from beneath the gloom of green trees.