Both windows were closed, nor was the woman at the other looking toward him.

He had, indeed, scarcely seen her fully before she turned away.

But he had recognized that face.
He had seen a woman he had so long thought dead.

In a moment Amy Waring's visit was explained, and a more heavenly light shone upon her character as he thought of her.
"God bless you, Amy dear!" were the words that unconsciously stole to his lips; and going into the office, Lawrence Newt told Thomas Tray that he should not return that afternoon, wished his clerks good-day, and hurried around the corner into Front Street..