You know how I love you, Aggie, and how hard it is for me to part with you; but it is for your good, my darling.

You mayn't see it now, but when you get older you will know it.

It will not be so hard now on me, dear, nor on you, as it would have been had I given you up two years ago; but we have learned to do a little without each other." "But you will come and see me, just as you have here, won't you ?" Aggie said, still weeping.
"I hope so, my dear.

You see, the squire is your father's father, while I am only your mother's father, and somehow the law makes him nearer to you than I am, and he will have the right to say what you must do." "I won't stay with him.

I won't," Aggie said passionately, "if he won't let you come." "You must not say that, dear," the sergeant said.