Then, a little later, and he could walk about in the tiny garden before the cottage, and sit up the whole day long.

He was getting better fast; and Miss Danton, concluding her occupation was gone, became very much like the Miss Danton of old.

Not imperious and proud--she never would be that again--but reserved and distant, and altogether changed; the delightful readings were no more, the pleasant _tete-a-tetes_ were among the things of the past, the long hours spent by his side, with some womanly work in her fingers, were over and gone.

She was very kind and gentle still, and the smile that always greeted him was very bright and sweet, but that heavenly past was gone forever.

Doctor Frank, about as clear-sighted as his sex generally are, of course never guessed within a mile of the truth.
"What a fool I was!" he thought, bitterly, "flattering myself with such insane dreams, because she was grateful to me for saving her sister's life, and pitied me when she thought I was at death's door.