Mollie's heart smote her cruelly for the second time at sight of him.

He arose as the lawyer disappeared.
"You have nothing more to say to me, Miss Dane ?" Mollie lifted her eyebrows.
"My dear Mr.Ingelow, what should I possibly have to say to you, except that we will always be most happy to see you--Sir Roger and I ?" "Always," echoed the baronet, with a stately bend.
"You are very kind.

Good-day, Sir Roger Trajenna.

Congratulations on so eminently suitable a match would be preposterous.

Farewell, Miss Dane.
I, too, know how to remember!" With the words he passed out.