"I dont know" said Helen "you see its like this, although we shall write to each other (for my mind is made up on that score) when once you are happy, though you will not exactly forget me, you will forget this misery at parting and so you will be able to think of me without pain or regret, and it will be like a wound which though healed over is still to be seen, do you under stand?"
"Yes dear Helen" said Gladys "there is certainly truth in what you say, but do you think we shall either of us be happy again?"
"Yes" said Helen with a smile, "I do, light is certainly breaking through the darkness after all Gladys"
Ah Helen!, happily for you that you can see the bright light appearing, but there are dark clouds gathering in the distance which you do not see but which nevertheless are coming nearer and nearer and will soon burst over your head and extinguish the sunshine and the light.
The dreary morning passed away at last and the afternoon followed suit. A quarter to six found Gladys and Helen taking a last farewell in the drawing room before Mr. Palsey arrived.
"Oh Helen shall we ever meet again, sobbed Gladys.
"Hush hush" said Helen "dont cry Gladys and let me give you some advice before you go. Dont sob or show any emotion when you bid me goodbye and if afterwards Mr. Palsey should mention me to you be quite calm and show him you do not care, when next we meet I'll tell you my reasons and be sure they're good ones."
Voices were heard at the front door and going into the hall, they found Mr. Palsey and Cyril talking and a carriage waiting at the gate.
"Goodbye Miss Lincarrol" said Cyril as he took her hand "I am sorry you have to go."
"Not at all" said Gladys brightly "goodbye Mr. Sheene, thanks for all your kindness."