"Ungrateful man," she said, with an accent of bitter reproach, "he does not understand how much I love him."
Don Pablo made a final effort; he overcame his grief, and said, in a stammering voice—
"Go, then, and may Heaven protect you!"
"Farewell!"
"Oh! Not farewell—we shall meet again."
The girl shook her head sadly, and leaped on the horse the Canadian held ready for her.
"Harry," said Don Pablo, "watch over her."
"As over my sister," the Canadian answered, in a deep voice.
Ellen gave a parting signal of farewell to Don Pablo, and loosened the bridle. The young man fell on the ground in despair.
"Oh! All my happiness has fled me!" he muttered, in a broken voice.