Chapter 25 CHANGES.

I remember the way we parted.

The day and the way we met;

You hoped we were both broken hearted;

I knew we should both forget.

A hand like a white wood-blossom

You lifted, and waved and passed

With head hung down to the bosom,

And pale, as it seemed at last.

Swinburne.

Du Meresq in indignant dismay at the abduction of Cec