Chapter 31 FAY'S MISTAKE.

She loves with love that can not tire,

And when, ah, woe! she loves alone

Through passionate duty love flames higher

As grass grows taller round a stone.

Coventry Patmore.

Never! 'tis certain that no hope is-none?

No hope for me, and yet for thee no fear,

The hardest part of my hard task is done;

Thy calm assures me that I a