Oh, and I thank you from my heart, my friends." She held out a hand to each, which caused Heritage to grow suddenly very red.
"I will remain in the neighbourhood to await developments," he said.
"We had better leave you now.

Dougal, lead on." Before going, he took the girl's hand again, and with a sudden movement bent and kissed it.

Dickson shook it heartily.

"Cheer up, Mem," he observed.

"There's a better time coming." His last recollection of her eyes was of a soft mistiness not far from tears.