"When Miss Westerfield has left us, promise not to see her again." "I promise." "And not even to write to her." "I promise." She went back to the writing-table.

"My heart is easier," she said, simply.

"I can be merciful to her now." After writing a few lines, she rose and handed the paper to him.

He looked up from it in surprise.

"Addressed to Mrs.MacEdwin!" he said.
"Addressed," she answered, "to the only person I know who feels a true interest in Miss Westerfield.