I should be perpetually haunted by the idea of what might happen in the way of discovery and shame.

I am the more convinced of this from my observation of your father's altered character--an alteration which I trace back to the time when I conjecture that the secret affairs took place to which you have alluded.

In short, it is for your sake, my dear Ellinor, even more than for my own, that I feel compelled to affix a final meaning to the words which your father addressed to me last night, when he desired me to leave his house for ever.

God bless you, my Ellinor, for the last time my Ellinor.

Try to forget as soon as you can the unfortunate tie which has bound you for a time to one so unsuitable--I believe I ought to say so unworthy of you--as--RALPH CORBET." Ellinor was making breakfast when this letter was given her.