She bethought herself, therefore, that as she was so hard pressed she was forced to defend herself.
"I was very young then, Mr.Fitzgerald, and hardly knew what I was saying: afterwards, when mamma spoke to me, I felt that I was bound to obey her." "What, to obey her by forgetting me ?" "No; I have never forgotten you, and never shall.

I remember too well your kindness to my brother; your kindness to us all." "Psha! you know I do not speak of that.

Are you bound to obey your mother by forgetting that you have loved me ?" She paused a moment before she answered him, looking now full before her,--hardly yet bold enough to look him in the face.
"No," she said; "I have not forgotten that I loved you.

I shall never forget it.

Child as I was, it shall never be forgotten.