Poor Alison remained alone to chew the cud of this new development in her friend’s mood as best she might. That Nancy should thus mount the virtuous high-horse took her inexperience totally by surprise. She conceived the figment of the ’friendship’ to have long since been cast aside; but she was evidently wrong, it died a lingering death. The girl was hopelessly at sea; she began to doubt herself. Was she really evil-minded? Did she actually suspect evil where no evil was? Presently Nancy came back, her fit of anger gone, replaced by one of virtuous resignation. She kissed Alison sweetly on the cheek. ’I forgive you, Ally!’ she said, with the most perfect air of injured innocence. ’You are young, you do not understand! You are influenced by the cruel world! I declare I think you’ve been too much with Herries lately in all these tiresome visits of his, and are become infected with his horrid narrow manner of thought. Ah! be my own sweet Ally again, and we shall not quarrel.’ Alison submitted to the kiss and to the reconciliation in meek bewilderment, hardly now capable of aught else. These were very sad days for Alison, for evidently Herries held himself aloof. What else, under her incriminating silence, could he do? She asked herself this, and found no answer. Yet she would listen for his footsteps on the stair, and scan the empty streets for his familiar figure—empty to her because she never met or saw him all these dreary days. One afternoon she sat alone in the little parlour—for Nancy, after a bad night, was lying down in her room. She was so deep in thought, sitting away by the little window, her hands idle over the work in her lap, that she heard nothing, and it was only when she suddenly turned round that she found her thoughts had taken visible form. Herries himself stood in the doorway. For him, too, it was a supreme moment, because he put out his whole strength against his love, and for once love conquered. He had told himself he had not come to seek Alison, and had given himself the shallow pretext of bringing his cousin’s monthly money allowance. But now ... he closed the door, and in a minute his arms held Alison, and with a touch, half rough, half tender, he was pushing the darling curls from her white temples and kissing them. Yet even now they heard Nancy moving in her room, and knew they had not a moment. ’Alison,’ whispered Herries, hoarsely, ’I wish to God you would go home. Go home, and I will say not another word, but come and ask you from your parents.’ ... But Alison pushed him from her with her arms—him, and the terrible temptation of his words. ’I can’t go home!’ she said, and ran from the room, meeting Nancy, who entered. ’Well, cousin,’ the latter exclaimed, with her own undaunted sprightliness, ’here’s an unexpected honour! ’Tis some time since you visited this humble roof.’ But Herries turned a moody look upon his relative.