"My darling," he murmured as they emerged from the church, "we do not need the world, you and I. We have each other, that shall be world enough for us." "Not to the world do I owe you, Adrien," said Lady Constance gravely, "but to another woman." Drawing him to the marble slab, which stood close to the porch, she bent down and placed her bridal bouquet of white roses on the grave of Jessica. "But for her, life would have ended for both of us that summer day." Adrien was deeply moved by her remembrance of the child. "My darling," he said tenderly, "we have passed together through the dark shadows. Let us enter now into the sunlight of our love." THE END PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY RICHARD CLAY & SONS, LIMITED, BRUNSWICK ST., STAMFORD ST., S.E. 1, AND BUNGAY, SUFFOLK.