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"See here, Doc," he broke in upon me, "I do love Gwen Darrow as few e that she can never beShe can never be my wife! Do you think I would sue for her hand? Do you think I would be guilty of ratitude? Has she not her father's command to wed me if I but ask her, even as she would have wed that scoundrel, Godin, had things gone as he planned them? Did she not tell us both that she should keep her covenant with her father though it meant for her a fate worse than death? And you would have me profit by her sacrifice? For shame! Love may wither my heart till it rustles in my breast like a dried leaf, but I will never, never let her kno I love her And see here, Doc, promise me that you will not tell her I love her--nay, I insist on it"

Thus irain, for that was the very thing I had intended, "She shall not learn it first through me" This seemed to satisfy him, for he said no more upon the subject When I went back to Gwen I was in no better frame of mind than when I left her Here were two people so deter and everybody that I sought Jeannette by way of counter-irritant for my wounded sympathy

Ah, Jeannette! Jeannette! to this day the sound of your sweet name is like a flash of colour to the eye You were a bachelor's first and last love, and he will never forget you