That will be my reward!" "Wait a moment," faltered Alice, as she sped away.
Left alone in the room, Atwater, gazing into the fire, listened for the returning footfall of the woman whose face had long haunted his pillow.
"You alone, of all the world," said the beautiful woman, as she glided to his side.

"You alone are entitled to my confidence.
"Only you should know the story of my life!" She handed him the letter which had been Arthur Ferris' eternal farewell to the woman who had never even borne his name.
He started forward, with arms extended, as he read that last message from beyond the sea.

"It means that I am to keep your innocent secret!" "There is nothing hidden now," the loving woman shyly said.

"IT MEANS THAT YOU ARE NOT TO GO!" They were still tranced there in their happiness when the silver bells chimed out again.

The ruddy fire-light lit up their faces, glowing with the hidden love which had at last found its voice as the shadow of parting fell upon them.
"Auf wiederschen, dearest heart!" cried Atwater.