I knelt beside him; I took his hand; I spoke to him in every endearing term that I could think of; and roused and excited as my feelings were, by so strange and sudden a meeting, I felt my tears involuntarily falling over the hand which I held in my own.

Glanville turned; he looked at me for one moment, as if fully to recognize me: and then throwing himself in my arms, wept like a child.
It was but for a few minutes that this weakness lasted; he rose suddenly--the whole expression of his countenance was changed--the tears still rolled in large drops down his cheeks, but the proud, stern character which the features had assumed, seemed to deny the feelings which that feminine weakness had betrayed.
"Pelham," he said, "you have seen me thus; I had hoped that no living eye would--this is the last time in which I shall indulge this folly.
God bless you--we shall meet again--and this night shall then seem to you like a dream." I would have answered, but he turned swiftly, passed in one moment through the copse, and in the next had utterly disappeared..