The Straight Simplicity of Eve

it was a hurt, bitter look, such as he re- membered seeing once before, when he had asked her if she would not like to see the world for herself.

“ Kilmeny,” he said in astonishment, “ you don’t really think yourself ugly, do you? ”

She nodded, without looking at him, and then wrote,

“ Oh, yes, I know that I am. I have known it for a long time. Mother told me that I was very ugly and that nobody would ever like to look at me. I am sorry. It hurts me much worse to know I am ugly than it does to know I cannot speak. I suppose you will think that is very fool- ish of me, but it is true. That was why I did not come back to the orchard for such a long time, even after I had got over my fright. I hated to think that you would think me ugly, And that is why I do not want to go out into the world and meet people. They would look at me as the egg peddler did one day when I went out with

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