"No man that ever was born could be worthy of her; no man could see her, be with her five minutes----Why, do you know, all the while I was talking to you, before you called her 'Miss' Grant, I was tortured by the dread that has made many an hour miserable for me, since I saw her last--the dread that some other man--that she might be married----" "She is not married," said Mr.Clendon, with a faint smile, "though it is probable that many men have wanted to marry her." "I've been thanking God that she is free, ever since I gleaned the fact from your words," said Derrick.

"I'm going down to her at once.

May I tell her that I have seen you, that you gave me her address ?" "You may," said Mr.Clendon.

"Miss Grant honours me with her friendship; I hope, I trust, her affection." After a pause, he added: "You are staying in England for some time ?" "For some little time," said Derrick, stifling a sigh at the thought of ever again leaving the girl of his heart.
"May I ask you to come to see me when you return to London ?" asked Mr.
Clendon; and his tone, though courteously conventional, was fraught with a certain earnestness.
"Of course, I will, sir," replied Derrick, promptly.

"You have been very kind to me; you might have answered my question with an abrupt negative, have refused me the information; instead of which, you have--well, you have been awfully good to me; you have relieved my mind of a load of apprehension, and set me in the way of finding Miss Grant.