to the young lady with your own lips.”
She crouched down over the flat stone of the grave, till her face was hidden on it, and made no reply.
“Miss Fairlie will be as good and kind to you as her mother was, if you mean well,” I went on. “Miss Fairlie will keep your secret, and not let you come to any harm. Will you see her to- morrow at the farm? Will you meet her in the garden at Limmeridge House?”
“Oh, if I could die, and be hidden and at rest with YOU!” Her lips murmured the words close
domestic atmosphere, and to lead us both insensibly to the same hopeless end.
I should have remembered my position, and have put myself secretly on my guard. I did so, but not till it was too late. All the discretion, all the experience, which had availed me with other women, and secured me against