He could not have said exactly what it was touched him so.

He felt sorry for her, and he felt he could not help her, and with that he knew that he was to blame for her wretchedness, and that he had done something wrong.

"Is not a divorce possible?" he said feebly.

She shook her head, not answering.

" Couldn't you take your son, and still leave him?" "Yes; but it all depends on him.