While she hesitated, the door opened, and Father Francis stood looking at her.
"Come in, Miss Danton," he said.

"You look as if you were almost afraid." She opened the little gate and went up the path, looking strangely downcast and troubled.

Father Francis held out his hand with a smile.
"I thought you would come to see me before you left Canada," he said, "although you seem to have rather forgotten your old friends of late.
Come in." "Are you alone ?" Kate asked, following him into the little parlour.
"Quite alone.

The Cure has gone two miles off on a sick call.

And how are the good people of Danton Hall ?" "Very well," Kate answered, taking a seat by the window and looking out at the pale, yellow sunset.
"That is, except yourself, Miss Danton.