He looked as if he meant to.
But just then, drifting through the twilight and the mist, came the sound of a bell, the bell of the Regular church, ringing for the Sunday evening meeting.

They both heard it.
"Oh!" exclaimed Grace, "that is your bell.

You will be late.

You must go, and so must I.Good night." She started down the path.

He hesitated, then ran after her.
"To-morrow ?" he questioned eagerly.