No; she would not be driven to confess to herself that she had ever fled from the face of man or woman.

This man would be again in London, and she could not always fly.

It would be only necessary that she should maintain her own composure, and the misery of the meeting would pass away after the first few minutes.

One consolation was assured to her.

She thoroughly believed in the man,--feeling certain that he had not betrayed her, and would not betray her.