You will not forget?
I do not mean forget me, but, forget that wherever I am, or wherever you are, you have the right to ask anything of me that a friend can do for you." "But we shall see you to-morrow ?" "Certainly.

Go in; the air is damp and cold." He went away quickly, but Lucia lingered on the verandah until Mrs.
Costello came to look for her.

Already she thought the house looked desolate.

What should they do without Maurice?
Never in her life had she been so sorrowful, yet she had not the slightest idea how far his pain exceeded hers, or how he had longed for a word from her which would have encouraged him, at this last moment, to say all that was in his heart..