Not for my sake, but for the sake of right," returned Mr.Delancy.
They were sitting in the vine-covered portico that looked down, over a sloping lawn toward the river.
"There is Hartley now!" exclaimed Irene, as the form of her lover came suddenly into view, moving forward along the road that approached from the landing, and she sprung forward and went rapidly down to meet him.

There an ardent kiss, a twining of arms, warmly spoken words and earnest gestures.

Mr.Delancy looked at them as they stood fondly together, and sighed.

He could not help it, for he knew there was trouble before them.

After standing and talking for a short time, they began moving toward the house, but paused at every few paces--sometimes to admire a picturesque view--sometimes to listen one to the other and respond to pleasant sentiments--and sometimes in fond dispute.