Maltravers rose a penitent and unhappy man--remorse was new to him, and he felt as if he had committed a treacherous and fraudulent as well as guilty deed.

This poor girl, she was so innocent, so confiding, so unprotected, even by her own sense of right.

He went down-stairs listless and dispirited.

He longed yet dreaded to encounter Alice.

He heard her step in the conservatory--paused, irresolute, and at length joined her.