"Say no more," he answered sadly.

"We will keep as much away from each other as we can." She shuddered at that open recognition of the guilty love which united them, in spite of their horror of it, and took refuge from him in the summer-house.

Not a word more passed between them until the unbarring of doors was heard in the stillness of the morning, and the smoke began to rise from the kitchen chimney.

Then he returned, and spoke to her.
"You can get back to the house," he said.

"Go up by the front stairs, and you will not meet the servants at this early hour.