What you have suffered has pained me seriously; but the pain has given way to pleasure, for out of the fire you have come up pure and strong, Fanny! I have but one word more--there is a sacred place in my heart, and your image has long been the inhabitant.

Here is my hand--will you lay your own within it, that I may grasp it as mine for life ?" Willet extended his hand as he spoke.

There was only a moment's hesitation on the part of Fanny, who stood with her head bent so far down that the expression of her face could not be seen.

Raising her eyes in which joy shone through blinding tears, she extended her hand, which was seized, grasped tightly for an instant, and then covered with kisses..