Trust my words rather than your own feelings now, and in a few years you will see that I was right--though at present I hardly can see it myself,' she murmured with a sigh as she rested her head on her hand.

'And don't argue against me any more: all you can say has been already said by my own heart and refuted by my reason.

It was hard enough to combat those suggestions as they were whispered within me; in your mouth they are ten times worse, and if you knew how much they pain me you would cease at once, I know.

If you knew my present feelings, you would even try to relieve them at the expense of your own.' 'I will go--in a minute, if that can relieve you--and NEVER return!' said I, with bitter emphasis.

'But, if we may never meet, and never hope to meet again, is it a crime to exchange our thoughts by letter?
May not kindred spirits meet, and mingle in communion, whatever be the fate and circumstances of their earthly tenements ?' 'They may, they may!' cried she, with a momentary burst of glad enthusiasm.