I must now tear myself from this tranquillity to seek scenes more befitting a younger son of the country he deplores." Helen felt unable to answer.

But the abbot spoke; "And am I not to see you again ?" "That is as Heaven wills," replied he; "but as it is unlikely on this side the grave, my best pledge of friendship is this lady.

To you she may reveal what she had withheld from me; but in either case, she is secure in your goodness." "Rely on my faith, my son; and may the Almighty's shield hang on your steps!" The knight turned to Helen.

"Farewell, sweet lady!" said he.

She trembled at the words, and, hardly conscious of what she did, held out her hand to him.