I have no fear on that head." "Oh, well; of course, if you and father have arranged it all, there's no more to be said," she whispered, with her cheek against his broad breast.
"Thank God!" he said, hoarsely, stooping and kissing her.

"It is settled, then.

The longer I stay, the harder it will be to go.

They are waiting for me at the canon.

Good-bye, my own darling--good-bye.