Shall we say good-night now ?" "If you will." She drew farther into the shadow, leaning on a chair.
He stopped, some sudden thought striking him.
"I have a whim," he said, dreamily, "that I would like to satisfy.

It would be a trifle to you: will you grant it ?--for the sake of some old happy day, long ago ?" She put her hand up to her throat; then it fell again.
"Anything you wish, Stephen," she said, gravely.
"Yes.

Come nearer, then, and let me see what I have lost.

A heart so cold and strong as yours need not fear inspection.

I have a fancy to look into it, for the last time." She stood motionless and silent.
"Come,"-- softly,--"there is no hurt in your heart that fears detection ?" She came out into the full light, and stood before him, pushing back the hair from her forehead, that he might see every wrinkle, and the faded, lifeless eyes.