s accepted. He did not venture
to ask; for after engaging to leave all to them, could he intrude his
own concerns on them at such a time? It was but a twelvemonth since
he had saddened and shadowed Guy's short life and love with the
very suffering from uncertainty that he found so hard to bear. As he
remembered this, he had a sort of fierce satisfaction in enduring this
retributive justice; though there were moods when he felt the torture so
acutely, that it seemed to him as if his brain would turn if he saw them
depart, and was left behind to this distracting doubt.

The day had come, on which they were to take their first stage, as far
as Vicenza, and his last hopes were fading. He tried to lose the sense
of misery by bestirring himself in the preparations; but he was too
weak, and Mrs. Edmonstone, insisting on his attempting no more, sent him
back: to his own sitting-room.

Presently there was a knock, and in came Amabel, dressed, for the first
time, in her weeds, the blackness and width of her sweeping crape making
her young face look smaller and paler, while she held in her hand some
leaves of chestnut, that showed where she had been. She smiled a little
as she came in, saying, 'I am come to you for a little quiet, out of the
bustle of packing up. I want you to do something for me.'

'Anything for you.'

'It is what you will like to do,' said she, with _that_ smile, 'for it
is more for _him_ than for me. Could you, without teasing yourself, put
that into Latin for me, by and by? I think it should be in Latin, as it
is in a foreign country.'

She gave him a paper in her own writing.

GUY MORVILLE, OF REDCLYFFE, ENGLAND. DIED THE EVE OF ST. MICHAEL AND ALL
ANGELS, 18--AGED 21 1/2. I BELIEVE IN THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.

'Will you be so kind as to give it to Arnaud when it is done?' she
continued; 'he will send it to the man who is making the cross. I think
the kind people here will respect it.'

'Yes,' said Philip,' it is soon done, and thank you for letting me do
it. But, Amy, I would not alter your choice; yet there is one that seems
to me more applicable "Greater love hath no man--"'

'I know what you mean,' said Amy; 'but that has so high a meaning that
he could not bear it to be applied to him.'

'Or rather, what right have I to quote it?' said Philip, bitterly. 'His
friend! No, Amy; you should rather choose, "If thine enemy thirst, give
him drink; for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his