THE PLEASURES OF A CONSCIENCE It was half-way down the glen that the full ignominy of his position came on Lewis with the shock of a thunder-clap.

A hateful bitterness against her preserver and the tricks of fate had been his solitary feeling, till suddenly he realized the part he had played, and saw himself for a naked coward.

Coward he called himself-without reflection; for in such a moment the mind thinks in crude colours and bold lines of division.

He set his teeth in his lip, and with a heart sinking at the shameful thought stalked into the farm stables where the Glenavelin servants were.
He could not return to the Pool.

Alice was little hurt, so anxiety was needless; better let him leave Mr.Stocks to enjoy his heroics in peace.