People that met Jael Dence and Henry Little driving to Cairnhope were struck with their faces; his so dark, hers so fair, and both so handsome: but the woman's lit up with lively delight, the man's clouded and sorrowful, and his brow knit with care.

This very day he must take the lock off Cairnhope old church, in spite of his Uncle Raby.

He had got the requisite tools with him hidden in the gig; but, even should he succeed, it was but the first step of a difficult and, perhaps, dangerous enterprise; and he was entering on it all with a heart no longer buoyed by hopeful love.

But for his pledge to Mr.Cheetham he could hardly have persisted in the struggle.
As for Jael Dence, she had no great reason to be happy either: the man she loved loved another.

Still he was kind to HER, and they belonged to the same class; she had a chance, and gleams of hope.