She had no choice left but to let her obstinate father and her misguided lover go to prison--or to take her place with my sister and me in the traveling-carriage." He appealed once more to Percy.

"My friend, you remember the day when you spared my life.

Have I remembered it, too ?" For once, there was an Englishman who was not contented to express the noblest emotions that humanity can feel by the commonplace ceremony of shaking hands.

Percy's heart overflowed.

In an outburst of unutterable gratitude he threw himself on Bervie's breast.