But forget you--never! I'll love you well and I'll love you long.

Nor will I despair.

To-night is dark, but the sun may shine to-morrow.

Think of me as of one who will love you to the end." He took her hand and kissed it, then stood aside, saying, "I will not face the lights quite yet." She passed into the hail and up the stairway, and he turned and went down the porch steps into the May night..