Anne could have cried herself for very joy, to think how nicely things were coming round; as for Robert Vavasour, of course, with Frances to plead for forgiveness, and his wife to throw her arms round his neck, and vow she loved him better than all the world beside, his stubborn heart must give in; so Anne sat quite contented and happy by Amy's side, and let her weep on. Then, as her watch told her the hour for her husband's departure drew near, she soothed and comforted Amy's weak, quivering heart, as well as she was able, and went--for Amy would go at once--as far as Frances Strickland's room door with her, then flew, rather than walked, to her own. Mr. Hall, carpet-bag in hand, was just coming out, and nearly ran over her as she burst open the door. "Is it you, Anne?" he said, as he staggered back, "I thought, at least, it was a cannon ball coming." "It's only my head," she said, laughing, "I was in such a hurry. I felt I should be too late. I ought to have packed up your things before I went to Amy." "Ought is a very fine word, but it is generally a late one." "I am so sorry," said Anne in a repentant voice. "My next wife shall never say she is sorry," he said smiling. "What a hardened wretch she will be!" "Not so," he replied, "she shall be the most gentle, submissive creature in the world; everything shall be in its right place, and there shall be a right time for everything." "Yes, Tom, I know I do try you dreadfully; but, all the same, you will never get another little wife to love you better than I do." "True, Anne," he said, "or one that I could ever love as I love you." "And now, Tom, do put down that horrid carpet-bag, I hate to feel you are going to leave me here even for a few days all by myself; and for the first time too. I can't think what I shall do without you." "But it is more than half-past four," he replied. "But not railway time, only the poor old pony's, and I am sure he will not mind waiting just to oblige his mistress." Mr. Hall sat down, and placed her by his side. "And now, Anne," he said, "tell me what success you have had with Mrs. Vavasour? but do not make a long story of it, as I really must be away in another ten minutes." "I had a hard matter to persuade her, Tom, but I managed it at last, and she is with Frances now. I feel so happy, because I am sure all will be right; poor Amy! how she did cry." "She cried at last, then?" "Heartily; and I know it will do her a world of good; she looked far happier when I left her than she has done for days." "And now, Anne, I really must go and see after the pony, and settle the carpet bag, but I will come back once more, and say good-bye."