'I can say no more.' 'Nor I,' said he.

'If that is your answer, good-bye!' Stockdale bent over her and kissed her, and she involuntarily returned his kiss.

'I shall go early,' he said hurriedly.

'I shall not see you again.' And he did leave early.

He fancied, when stepping forth into the grey morning light, to mount the van which was to carry him away, that he saw a face between the parted curtains of Lizzy's window, but the light was faint, and the panes glistened with wet; so he could not be sure.
Stockdale mounted the vehicle, and was gone; and on the following Sunday the new minister preached in the chapel of the Moynton Wesleyans.
One day, two years after the parting, Stockdale, now settled in a midland town, came into Nether-Moynton by carrier in the original way.