silence succeeded.  struggle ture and Grace in terval, I cannot tell: only singular gleams scintillated in range s last.

    “I before proved to you ty of a single o accompany abroad a single man of mine. I proved it to you in sucerms as, I s, o t you —for your sake.”

    I interrupted angible reproac once. “Keep to common sense, St. Joend to be s I  really s be eited as to misunderstand my meaning. I say again, I e, if you like, but never your wife.”

    Again urned lividly pale; but, as before, controlled ly. ically but calmly—

    “A female curate,  me. it seems, you cannot go: but if you are sincere in your offer, I o a married missionary, une  of ty’s aid; and till be spared ting to join.”

    Noo any engagement; and too oo despotic for the occasion. I replied—

    “tion in t under test obligation to go to India, especially rangers. itured mucer, I love you; but I am convinced t, go  climate.”

    “Ah! you are afraid of yourself,” he said, curling his lip.

    “I am. God did not give me my life to to do as you  equivalent to committing suicide. Moreover, before I definitively resolve on quitting England, I ain er use by remaining in it t.”

    “ do you mean?”

    “It less to attempt to explain; but t on  doubt is removed.”

    “I knourns and to  clings. terest you ced. Long since you ougo : noo it. You ter?”

    It rue. I confessed it by silence.

    “Are you going to seek Mr. Rocer?”

    “I must find out w is become of him.”