The lid of his trunk stood open, and the large upper tray, which she remembered to have seen full of papers and note-books, was empty.

And somehow she understood that Bibbs had given up the mysterious vocation he had hoped to follow--and that he had given it up for ever.

She thought it was the wisest thing he could have done--and yet, for an unknown reason, she sat upon the bed and wept a little before she went down-stairs.
So Sheridan had his way with Bibbs, all through..