"He shall go," she said.

"If my heart breaks in doing it, I'll tell him to-morrow that we must say Good-by!" Mr.Clare at once advanced to meet her, and held out his hand.
"I'll help you," he said.

"Frank shall hear every word that has passed between us.

When he comes to-morrow he shall know, beforehand, that he comes to say Good-by." She took his hand in both her own--hesitated--looked at him--and pressed it to her bosom.

"May I ask a favor of you, before you go ?" she said, timidly.