"The sun will still brighten St. Michael's high tower, And redden at setting the rocks of Trereen; The billow lave gently Lamorna's soft bower, By banished Trevethlan no more to be seen. "The maidens of Madron will hie to their fountain, And drop the smooth pebble his fortune to tell-- Ah! glad for the exile, afar on the mountain, The day when no ripple shall ruffle the well. "But, hark! 'tis the signal from home now to sever-- O'er ruin Tregagel is howling his glee: Farewell to Trevethlan! A farewell for ever! Farewell to the towers that stand by the sea!" The last note of Helen's song had some time died away, and the sun had sunk behind the hill; but the western sky was still ruddy, and the warm tint still lingered on the moorlands. "Surely, my dear sister," Randolph said, with a gentle smile, "your song is not of good omen for our exile." "Oh! yes," Helen answered quickly; "recollect that Reginald survived the Revolution, and ended his days happily at Trevethlan." "'T was a long banishment, Helen," observed her brother. "But the sun has set. Let us return to the castle." And, making not a few pauses, they pursued the path homewards. CHAPTER V. "Then hope grew round me like the twining vine, And fruits and foliage, not my own, seemed mine." COLERIDGE. The promise of the red evening described in the last chapter was faithfully kept, and a splendid day witnessed the departure of the heir of Trevethlan and his sister from their ancestral home. At their earnest request, Polydore Riches accompanied them as far as Falmouth, from whence places had been secured for London by the mail. The chaplain thought that the more sudden the change, the better it would be borne; and would gladly at once have cast the orphans upon their own resources; but he succumbed to their entreaties. And if a tear glistened in Polydore's eye when the mail had disappeared round the first corner, it surely will not be thought to bring discredit upon his head. In subdued sadness the chaplain returned to the castle. There it was generally understood that Mr. Randolph and Miss Helen were going to travel abroad for some years. And this impression was confirmed by the following announcement, which appeared in the local journals, and was copied into some of the metropolitan:--"We are informed that Mr. and Miss Trevethlan have left Trevethlan Castle, to make a sojourn of some duration in the South of Europe." The paragraph flavoured many a cup of tea at Helston and Penzance, and attracted attention at one house in May Fair.