“I was thinking that I have lived thirty-one years, and I have never known till now what even freedom from care was. I seemed blinded by the light, like the prisoners let out from the Bastille. There is something awful in such happiness.” “It shall be with you to the end,” said Raine. “I know it,” she replied. Then, after a pause,-- “I have told Felicia. Do you mind?” “We owe her a great debt,” said Raine. “She came to me this afternoon, after leaving you.” The blood rose in Katherine's cheeks, and she looked up timidly into his face. “I think I shall bring her here to you. You will know what to say to her.” She disappeared for a moment by the open window, and then returned with Felicia, whom she left with Raine. He came forward, and took both her hands in his. “How can I ever repay you?” “You have done too much for me already,” said Felicia. There was a little combat of generous words. The dinner-gong sounded the end of the talk. “And the Pension Boccard,” he said; “you will have some pleasant memories of it?” “Ah, yes. I owe too much to it.” “How?” asked Raine. “You may think it an odd thing to say, but it seems to have changed me from a girl into a woman.” “Does that bring you happiness?” “I don't know,” replied Felicia, musingly. And then, after a pause,-- “I think so.” THE END. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Study In Shadows, by William J. Locke