She stepped from the path.

Mr.Wardour took off his hat.

Then Mary knew that his wrath was past, and she was glad.
They stopped.

"Well, Mary," said Hesper, holding out her hand, and speaking in a tone from which both haughtiness and condescension had vanished, "where are you going ?" "To meet my husband," answered Mary.

"I see him coming." With a deep, loving look at Hesper, and a bow and a smile to Godfrey, she left them, and hastened to meet her working-man.
Behind Godfrey Wardour and Hesper Redmain walked Joseph Jasper and Mary Marston, a procession of love toward a far-off, eternal goal.