"What way? I'm merely saying——"
"Don't say it, dear.... If it cost me anything, he is never going to know it."
Silvette looked at her wistfully. "If I could only see you as happy as I am, Di.... Sometimes I can scarcely bear to be as happy as I am, and remember that you are not sharing it."
"True," said Diana, smiling; "Jack can't marry us both, so we can't share your happiness, dear."
Silvette came and sat on the arm of the chair, drawing one arm about Diana's neck.
"Do you still care for him very much?" she asked sorrowfully.
"Very much."
"Do you think it will last?"
"Yes."
"What are you going to do?"