IN A WINTER CITY. 379
" Nothing more ? **
" No; nothing. He wUl know—**
She turned her face to him in the full moon¬
Ught, with the tears of her joy coursing down
her cheeks, and he started at the change m her
that this one night of suffering had wrought.
" No, say nothing more. But—but—^you
shaU see what my atonement shaU be, and my
Then she went away from him softly in the
darkness and the fragrance of the April night.
The Due looked after the Ughts of her carriage
with a mist over his own eyes, but he shi'ugged
his shoulders with a sigh.
" Who can ever say that he knows a woman!
Who can ever predcit what she will not say,
or wUl not do, or will not be ! " he murmured,
as he turned and went within to watch beside
the bed of his friend, as the stars grew clearer
and the dawn approached.