But when they passed the blackened walls of the ancient prison, which had not been touched since that last dire rising of the Bands under Patsy's leadership, husband and wife clasped hands under cover of the carriage-rug, and Miss Aline smiled as she caught them doing it, which pleased her better than many fortunes. It was of a surety the new day, and all the ill old times of struggle and passion had passed away--as well from their hearts as from the old mother Province which they loved.