"I shall be going there in a week or two to see my mother." "I hope you will find her in good health," she said.
Then it suddenly flashed across her mind what he had told her about his one great sacrifice for his mother's sake.

She looked up at him, and he met her glance without flinching.
He said good-bye to her at the foot of the staircase.
It was the first time she had ever shaken hands with him.
"Good-bye," he said gently.

"Good luck to you." "Good-bye," she answered.
He went up the stairs, and turned round as though he wished to say something more.

But he changed his mind, and kept his own counsel.
An hour later Bernardine left Petershof.

Only the concierge of the Kurhaus saw her off at the station..