Good-by, Claire," she added, as her eyes wandered upward to the little lighted window in the western wing.

"You never hated me.
You always loved me as though we had indeed been sisters.

Good-by, kind old family servants.

You will all miss me, I know, but I am going to happiness and love.

What fate could be better ?" She waited some moments at the trysting place ere she heard the sound of crunching wheels on the snow.