He would like to shake hands with you before he goes.

Have you any objection to this ?" "None." "Come then with me into the study." They found Sir Edwin leaning against the mantelpiece, with his head resting on his arms.

When he raised it, it was the same dashing, handsome head, which a painter might have painted for an angel or an evil spirit, according as the mood seized him.

But now it was the former face, with the mouth quivering with emotion, and something not unlike tears in the brilliant eyes.
"Sir Edwin, according to your desire, my wife has come to wish you good-by and good speed." Christian held out her hand gently and gravely: "I do wish it you--good speed wherever you go." "Thank you, Mrs.Grey, Good-by." "Good-by." And so they parted--these two, whose fates had so strangely met and mingled for a little while--parted kindly, but, totally without one desire on either side that it should be otherwise.

They never have met, probably never will meet again in this world..