He remembered now that she had gazed at him in that way persistently on the last evening that they were together.

When he was saying good-bye, and as he bent to kiss her, she held him back for a moment, and seemed to wish to say something.
Doubtless she had been on the point of telling him that she was going away; but she let him leave in silence.
It was not a long letter that she wrote; she merely said that change had become indispensable to body and soul, and that it had seemed best to make it suddenly.
"I hope," she wrote in conclusion, "that you will see my father as often as you can; he is very much in need of friendly company, and I should like you to be able to send me news of him.

Do not fear for me; I feel already better.

I am always with you in spirit, and in the spirit I love you; God help me to keep my love pure!" Waymark put away the letter carelessly; the first sensation of surprise over, he did not even care to speculate on the reasons which had led Maud to leave home.

It was but seldom now that his thoughts busied themselves with Maud; the unreal importance which she had for a time assumed in his life was only a recollection; her very face was ghostlike in his mind's eye, dim, always vanishing.