“Yes,” said Edith. “We will go together.
“Yes, sweetest and dearest,” said Langhetti. “And therefore we meet now never to part again.”
She looked at him fondly.
“The time of our deliverance is near, oh my friend.”
“Near,” repeated Langhetti, with a smile of ecstasy—“near. Yes, you have already by your presence brought me nearer to my immortality.”
Mrs. Thornton was pale and wan; and the shock which she felt at the sight of her brother at first overcame her.
Despard said nothing to her through the day, but as evening came on he went up to her and in a low voice said, “Let us take a walk.”
Mrs. Thornton looked at him earnestly, and then put on her bonnet. It was quite dark as they left the house. They walked along the road. The sea was on their left.
“This is the last that we shall see of one another, Little Playmate,” said Despard, after a long silence. “I have left Holby forever.”
“Left Holby! Where are you going?” asked Mrs. Thornton, anxiously.