But I daresay--no, I see you have guessed it--I daresay I have said things in my letters that showed you it was coming--it was the grief about you that first drew us together.

Fay and I are going to be married." Michael put his hand to his head.
"Everything has come at once," said Wentworth.

"I have you again.

And I have her.

I've nothing left to wish for." * * * * * Michael did not leave the prison in the gondola which had brought Wentworth, and which was waiting to take them both away.