"Never, Pam? Ah! yes, it will. If I had come here and found that you loved this other man, I could have done nothing but leave you. I came full of anger and fury. All through the journey I had been goading myself to a jealous madness; but the minute I saw you here beside the well where I told you I loved you, I knew you were mine. I can afford to forgive Lord Glengall." "What do you propose to do?" "I shall go to the house and explain to your father about the missing letter. I was on my way there when I turned aside to the Wishing Well and found you." "My father loves Lord Glengall." "He loves you better, Pam. He will not want you to marry him, loving me." "You take too much for granted." "Oh, no, I don't, Pam! You are not the girl to love me seven months ago and love another man to-day. And your eyes betray you, darling!" "And if my father chooses Lord Glengall before you?" "Then I will tell him the choice does not rest with him. I will go to Lord Glengall himself." "And if he should refuse to listen to you?" "Then I will come to you, Pamela, my beloved." She suddenly turned on him her beautiful, stormy eyes, and her face was full of tragedy. "And I shall send you away," she said. "It is no question of loving. I shall not see you any more, Tony"--using the familiar name unconsciously--"never, I hope, after to-day. And I love you; I do love you, and if I might love you for ever I should be the happiest woman on earth. No, don't come near me, for I am saying good-bye to you. I decline to purchase my happiness, and even yours, at the cost of unhappiness to the best man I ever knew. Ah! go now, my love, and do not tempt me any more. You will soon forget me." She turned as if to go, but before Anthony Trevithick could make any effort to detain her, a quiet voice spoke beside them. "I came to meet you, Pamela. I expected to find you alone. Who is this gentleman?" Pamela turned quickly, and put her hand into the hand of her betrothed. "It is Sir Anthony Trevithick, Lord Glengall." The two men bowed coldly. "I will take Miss Graydon home now," said Lord Glengall, drawing her hand through his arm. "I am grateful to you for having taken care of her." [Illustration: "I will take Miss Graydon home now," said Lord Glengall.] The two stood looking at each other, and the air was as if charged with a storm. "I am staying in the neighbourhood," said Sir Anthony stiffly. "I shall hope to see your lordship later on." "Come," whispered Pamela to her betrothed, "come away. I will explain to you." She stole one glance at the hot and angry face of her young lover. Then, without a word, she passed out of his sight down one of the wood paths, still clinging to Lord Glengall's arm. They walked in silence for a few minutes. Then she lifted her eyes to her companion's sad face. "You heard what I said," she half-whispered. "I am not afraid of you; I was loyal."