This sair blow cuts off the last hope! And no educated men of Thibet ever travel! Blindness--blindness everywhere!" he babbled on, while above him, two women, in an agonized leave-taking, were silently sobbing in each other's arms, while the happy Swiss servant made her boxes.

Nadine Johnstone's utter wretchedness gave her no sense of a loss by the hand of Death.

For a father's love she had never known, and her mother--a mystery! The two women cowering together above the old pedant's den with sorrowing hearts communed while Justine Delande directed the packing of her slender belongings.

There was a new spirit of revolt stirring in Nadine Johnstone's breast, and her face glowed with the resentment of an outraged heart.

When all was ready for Justine's flitting, the heiress of a million pounds finished a little memorandum, which she calmly explained to the Swiss preceptress.