“I knew it! I was convinced that it was your doing――your judgment, decision, prudence, and promptness by which either was rescued! Others may give Huyton the credit――they are making a hero of him out there――but _I_ know, and Hilary, too, shall know, to whom we are truly indebted. What can I say! how poor words are! what can I do to show our gratitude?” “Nothing――nothing more, my dear fellow! it was nothing to speak of, although the result was so important. If Hilary will only believe that I acted as I thought _she_ would wish――that for her dear sake I did what I did――would have done any thing possible――would have dared a thousand times more, had it been necessary――then I shall be amply repaid!” Maurice looked at him earnestly and inquiringly. Captain Hepburn went on after a moment. “I should have acted as I did, Maurice, even though I had known that in resigning the charge of her to Mr. Huyton I was resigning all claim on her forever. Her safety was more to me than my life, as her happiness is more important than my own. May be, she may never know this; be it so! if she is happy, I will try to be content.” “I hardly understand you,” replied Maurice, “at least, I am not sure; but if your wishes are what I suppose, I can only say that mine will go with them; more, infinitely more cordially than with Charles Huyton.” “I did not mean to have said so much,” replied Captain Hepburn; “it was a momentary excitement; we will not discuss it now. I want to know about going back to the Vicarage. Hilary and Nest must remain here, and will require something in the way of wardrobe, certainly; and you must remember, the little one was to have returned about seven, and one of her sisters with her. I think these were the first arrangements. Your father will be expecting them, and the Paines will wish to go home.” “True; what is to be done? Hilary _must_ remain here, of course.” “I could go home with your sister Gwyneth, if you like; perhaps you would wish to remain as late as possible, to hear the last account; and probably Miss Sybil had better, if she can, stay with her sisters altogether. What do you think?” “That you have the clearest head for arranging in the world.” “Well, you may propose it, I can only suggest privately to you, and have no wish to put myself forward. If they will send us home, I shall be ready whenever Gwyneth likes, and the carriage can take back the clothes.” They turned to walk toward the house, Maurice anxious to find his sisters, and settle with them what they would wish to have done.