But no step drew near, and, kneeling with her face buried in her clasped hands, Jane suddenly realised that Garth Dalmain had accepted her decision as final and irrevocable, and would not return.
How long she knelt there after realising this, she never knew.

But at last comfort came to her.

She felt she had done right.

A few hours of present anguish were better than years of future disillusion.

Her own life would be sadly empty, and losing this newly found joy was costing her more than she had expected; but she honestly believed "she had done rightly towards him, and what did her own pain matter ?" Thus comfort came to Jane.
At last she rose and passed out of the silent church into the breezy sunshine.
Near the park gates a little knot of excited boys were preparing to fly a kite.