Chapter 17 No.17

Is there no more but parting left, of all

The love we bore each other? Is it easy

So to break trust and faith? Are all the tales

Of constancy, that make the heart beat high,

Mere fables?-Then, indeed, farewell!-'tis time.

ANON.

The next morning Mr. Warde came early to Ashdale, and finding that all was over, he took Margaret home w