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 more now, but only wandered and felt each other’s presence. All was fresh around them, familiar and yet new, tinged with the beauty of their new-found happiness.

“Did you not know it before?" he asked,

"I did not dare to think it."

“What a mask of ice I must wear! How could a man feel as I have done without showing it? Your sister at least knew.”

“Ida!”

“It was last night. She began to praise you, I said what I felt, and then in an instant it was all out.”

“But what could you—what could you see in me? Oh, I do pray that you may not repent it!" The gentle heart was ruffled amid its joy by the thought of its own unworthiness.

“Repent it! I feel that I am a saved man, You do not know how degrading this city life is, how debasing, and yet how absorbing. Money for ever clinks in your ear. You can think of nothing else. From the bottom of my heart I hate it, and yet how can I draw back without bringing grief to my dear old father? There was but one way in which I could defy the taint, and that was by having a home influence so pure and so high that it may brace me up against all that draws me down. I have felt that influence already. I know that when I am talking to you I am a