I shall stand and watch till I see you safe within its doors." While we were yet in the obscurity of the wood he lifted my hand to his lips.
"I am eternally grateful to the good fortune that gave me the chance of serving you," he said.
"I wish you would come and be thanked," I answered in a low voice.

I had the oddest reluctance to leave him, with no prospect of ever seeing him again.
"Who knows but we may meet again ?" he answered, yet did not offer to tell his name, and I felt shy of asking it.
I turned back on the doorstep when I had come to it, and saw across the lawn and shrubbery his shadowy shape standing at the edge of the wood.

I waved my hand to him and he lifted his hat.

The sun looked out for the last time from under a purple cloud and I saw him plainly.

While I gazed towards him the darkness came again and I lost him; and there was Neil Doherty, our butler, opening the door to me and upbraiding me as he had done when I was a small child.
"Musha, where have you been stravaigin' to, Miss Bawn?
and her Ladyship in and out like a dog at a fair, axin', 'Is Miss Bawn in yet, Neil ?' His Lordship doesn't know, glory be, or maybe 'tis havin' a bad attack of the gout he'd be.