I cannot go to him.

Maiden modesty and pride forbid.

And so I shall remain silent and passive, if my heart breaks." It was in the afternoon, and they were sitting in the portico, where, at this hour, Irene might have been found every day for the past week.

The boat from New York came in sight as she closed the last sentence.

She saw it--for her eyes were on the look-out--the moment it turned the distant point of land that hid the river beyond.