Allan Lyster was only too glad to keep his secret, but he never did any more good.

Years passed on; fair, blooming children made the old walls of Hanton re-echo with music; Lady Atherton had almost forgotten this, the peril of her youth, when once more there came a letter from Allan Lyster.

He was dying, in the greatest poverty and distress, and implored their help.

Lord Atherton generously went to his aid.

He provided him with all needful comforts, and, after his death, buried him.
Of Adelaide Lyster, after the failure of her brother's schemes, they never heard again.