For the first time she blushed and trembled, and her eyes shunned his.

But when he kissed her hand in silence, she whispered, "And am I now to leave you ?" And Maltravers answered fervently, "Never!" and then her face grew so radiant with joy that Maltravers was comforted despite himself.

Alice knew no remorse, though she felt agitated and ashamed; as she had not comprehended the danger, neither was she aware of the fall.

In fact, she never thought of herself.

Her whole soul was with him; she gave him back in love the spirit she had caught from him in knowledge.
* * * * * And they strolled together through the garden all that day, and Maltravers grew reconciled to himself.