"For my sake, Grantley."
Mellen lifted his eyes to hers—a mist, such as springs from the unshed tears of a strong man, softened them. She fell upon her knees by his side, laid her head upon his bosom with soft murmurs of entreaty which no living man could have resisted.
Mellen folded her close, and touched his lips to her forehead with tender reverence.
"For your sake, my beloved; what is there that I would not do for your sake?"
"And this forgiveness is perfect," she questioned.
"Her fault from this hour is forgotten, sweet wife."
"It was terrible—more terrible than you dream of. When I tell you that she had engaged herself secretly to Thomas Fuller, even your mercy may be qualified."
Elizabeth withdrew from her husband's arms and bowed her lovely face for a moment in sad thoughtfulness. Then she looked up, smiling faintly.
"Elsie is so thoughtless—she does not mean the wrong she does poor Tom—still we must not be unmerciful, so once more let us forgive her wholly—without reservation."
A knock at the door disturbed them. It was Victoria, who came to announce Mr. Fuller, who was close behind her.