"What use would it be?
If you discovered her to-morrow, what would it avail?
Better let her fate remain forever unknown than find my worst fears realized.

False, wicked, degraded, as I know her, I cannot forget how madly I loved her--I cannot forget that I love her yet." They walked up and down the tamarack-walk in the frosty starlight, all still and peaceful around them--the sky, sown with silver stars, so serene--the earth, white with its snowy garb, all hushed and tranquil--nothing disturbed but the heart of man, all things at peace but his storm-tossed soul.
"I am keeping you here," said Harry, "and it is growing late, and cold.
I am selfish and exacting in my misery, as, I fear, poor Kate knows.

Let us go in." They walked to the house.

When they entered, Reginald secured the door, and the two young men went upstairs together.

Ogden sat sleepily on a chair, and started up at sight of them.