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For one moment her dark eyes er," she said

"The letter was hts at Fair

View And to-night, Audrey?"

"A stranger," she would have answered, but her voice broke There were

shadows under her eyes; her lifted face had in it a strained, intent

expectancy as though she saw or heard one coner in your world of dreaht and hero Only a

gentleth and

weakness; now very wise and now the er-post of folly; set to

travel his own path; able to hear above hi to loiter on the lower slopes In addition a reatly, with a passion that shall ennoble A

stranger and your lover, Audrey, come to say farewell"

Her voice came like an echo, plaintive and clear and from far away:

"Farewell"