Perhaps it is the doctors who hear that tone oftenest—little wonder that they are men so often with sad or with calloused faces.
"What can I do?"
"I do not know what you can do. But cannot you do something? You were the only person in the world that I could go to. I did not think I could ever come to you; but I had to come. Help me."
He perceived that commonplace counsel would be better than no counsel at all.
"Isabel," he asked, "are you suffering because you have wronged
Rowan or because you think he has wronged you?"
"No, no, no," she cried, covering her face with her hands, "I have not wronged him! I have not wronged any one! He has wronged me!"
"Did he ever wrong you before?"
"No, he never wronged me before. But this covers everything—the whole past."
"Have you ever had any great trouble before, Isabel?"
"No, I have never had any great trouble before. At times in my life I may have thought I had, but now I know."