"Good-by, Mrs. Murray; good-by, Em; good-night, Father Murray."
"Good-night, Georgia," he said, laying his hand on her shining, haughty young head, "and Heaven bless you, my child!"
She folded her hands almost meekly to receive his benediction, and feeling as though that blessing were sorely needed, she passed out and was gone.
Gone! As for you and me, reader, the child Georgia has gone forever. Let the curtain drop on the first act in her drama of life, to rise when the child shall be a woman.
CHAPTER IX.
OLD FRIENDS MEET.
"It was not thus in other days we met;
Hath time and absence taught thee to forget?"
nd three years passed away.