earest Godfrey. Do your best in the world and keep out of troubles if
you can. Oh! what a lot we shall have to tell each other when we meet
again."

Then before them both she kissed him, and he kissed her back, saying:

"I will remember. I am glad you think there was nothing else to be
done. God bless you, Isobel. Make the best of your life, as I will try
to do with mine. Good-bye."

"Good-bye, dear," she answered, "think of me always when you wake and
before you go to sleep, as I will think of you."

Then she turned and went, never looking behind her.

Godfrey watched her tall form vanish through the churchyard gate and
over the slope of a little hill that lay between it and Hawk's Hall,
and that was the last sight he had of her for many a year. When she was
quite lost to view, he spoke to the two men who still stood irresolute
before him.

"Isobel I shall meet again," he said, "but not either of you, for I
have done with you both. It is not for me to judge you. Judge yourself
and be judged."

Then he turned, too, and went.

"It's all right," said Sir John to Mr. Knight, "that is, he won't marry
her, at any rate at present, so I suppose that we should both be
pleased, if anyone can be pleased with cut lips and two black eyes. And
yet somehow we seem to have made a mess of it," and he glanced at the
shattered marble statue of the Victorian angel of which both the wings
were broken off.

"We have done our duty," replied Mr. Knight, pursing up his thin lips,
"and at least Godfrey is freed from your daughter."

"I'm not so sure of that, my reverend friend. But of one thing I am
sure, that I am freed from her also, or rather that she is freed from
me. Also you are freed from him. Don't you understand, you vicious
little viper, that you will never see that young man again, and that
thanks to your cursed advice I shall never see my daughter again, at
least not really? What devil was it that sent you to play upon my
weaknesses and ambition? If you had left things alone and they had come
to me in a natural way there would have been a row, of course, but I
dare say it would have ended all right. But you told me how to work on
him and I overdid the part. Now nothing can ever be all right for
either of us, or for them either, until we are both dead. Do you
understand also that we have made two young people who should have been
the supports of our old age desire above everything our deaths because
we have given