At the very thought of sending for him and telling him the simple truth, he seemed so near her once more, that she could feel the clasp of his arms, and his head upon her heart.

And those dear shining eyes! Oh, Garth, Garth! "One thing is clear to me to-night," thought Jane.

"If he still needs me--wants me--I cannot live any longer away from him.

I must go to him." She opened her eyes and looked towards the Sphinx.

The whole line of reasoning which had carried such weight at Shenstone flashed through her mind in twenty seconds.