And as for poor Elvira,' she added, trying to smile for all her extreme paleness, 'tell Mr.Wallace I give her up.

I am not vexed, I am not angry.

Don't you think now we had better go back to Mrs.Stuart?
I should like a rest with her before we all meet again.' She moved forward as she spoke, and it seemed to Kendal that her step was unsteady and that she was deadly white.

He planted himself before her in the descending path, and held out a hand to her to help her.

She gave him her own, and he carried it impetuously to his lips.
'You are nobleness itself!' he cried, from the depths of his heart.