If I stay I shall become unworthy of myself, unworthy of--Forgive me, I have no right to talk thus; but you called me 'friend,' and I would like you to think kindly of me always.

Because--because--" and his voice shook--broke down utterly.

"God love thee and take care of thee, wherever I may go!" "John, stay!" It was but a low, faint cry, like that of a little bird.

But he heard it--felt it.

In the silence of the dark she crept up to him, like a young bird to its mate, and he took her into the shelter of his love for evermore.