Ah, those dear hands! Ah, those true steadfast eyes! ...
Jane!--Jane! Surely it has always been Jane, though I did not know it, blind fool that I have been! But one thing I know: whereas I was blind, now I see.

And it will always be Jane from this night onward through time and-please God--into eternity." The night breeze stirred his thick dark hair, and his eyes, as he raised them, shone in the starlight.
* * * * * And Jane, almost asleep, was roused by the tapping of her blind against the casement, and murmured "Anything you wish, Garth, just tell me, and I will do it." Then awakening suddenly to the consciousness of what she had said, she sat up in the darkness and scolded herself furiously.
"Oh, you middle-aged donkey! You call yourself staid and sensible, and a little flattery from a boy of whom you are fond turns your head completely.

Come to your senses at once; or leave Overdene by the first train in the morning.".