They're all gone now.

Never mind! It will comfort me to unpack your Things.
You're very good to me.

I like you.

I say--you won't be angry, will you?
Give us a kiss." Magdalen stooped over her with the frank grace and gentleness of past days, and touched her faded cheek.

"Let me do something harmless!" she thought, with a pang at her heart--"oh let me do something innocent and kind for the sake of old times!" She felt her eyes moistening, and silently turned away.
That night no rest came to her.