Good-night, and, for my--for my sake, take care of yourself.' He turned to walk home, meditating.

The day had brought him nothing that he hoped for, but--surely this was worth many days--it had brought him nearer to Maisie.

The end was only a question of time now, and the prize well worth the waiting.

By instinct, once more, he turned to the river.
'And she understood at once,' he said, looking at the water.

'She found out my pet besetting sin on the spot, and paid it off.