Lord Atherton was quite right. Allan Lyster was only too glad to keep his secret, but he never did any more good. Years passed on; fair, blooming children made the old walls of Hanton re-echo with music; Lady Atherton had almost forgotten this, the peril of her youth, when once more there came a letter from Allan Lyster. He was dying, in the greatest poverty and distress, and implored their help. Lord Atherton generously went to his aid. He provided him with all needful comforts, and, after his death, buried him.
Of Adelaide Lyster, after the failure of her brother's schemes, they never heard again. Lady Atherton is very careful in the training of her daughters, teaching them to distinguish between true and false romance—teaching them that the most beautiful poetry of life is truth.
(THE END.)
[Transcriber's Note: The following typographical errors have been corrected from the original edition.
A missing quotation mark has been added to the sentence "In all the wide world there is none like you.
the very though of seeing you has been changed to the very thought of seeing you.
then they would be maried has been changed to then they would be married.
skilful mamnagement has been changed to skilful management.
Then the enterview ended has been changed to Then the interview ended.