en and come back to her a worn-out traveller. She may be afraid that you will not appreciate her and that you will not deal rightly with her."
He laughed. "I am not afraid of that."
"Other girls just as constant in their friendship as Rose have felt that way," she said in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"My dear boy, I have a few wilted petals and I know how they feel. You see, I was like you are. There was no one to guard me and I did just what any girl will do who does not think. But I realized in time to save myself from only a few brown ones, and I want to save every girl I can. We were young and thought we knew our hearts. My, how they changed! But they couldn't change those bruised petals."
He gave a hurt cry, but he saw a face free from suffering. It held only love for him.
"Floyd, I want to give the world a noble man. That is the dearest wish of every woman. I want to give some woman a pure husband; and oh, my darling boy, I want to give you life in