"I don't want thanking," protested Alice.
"But you will feel so lonely, dear, when we have gone."
"Never mind me," said Alice; "you know to-morrow I shall start for Switzerland, in order to join my brother there, and then there will be no more loneliness for me."
"You will Give him our kindest remembrances, Miss Sinclair," said Bernard, earnestly.
"If I can I will--that is, if he speaks of you."
The train began to move off, and there was no time to talk any more.
"Good-bye--good-bye, dear," cried the travellers, and then--Alice Sinclair was left alone upon the platform.
CHAPTER XXVI.
TWO MONTHS LATER.
Time and the hour run through the longest day.
SHAKESPEARE.