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ThenGodfreytoldherthattherewassomethingelse，andindeedallaboutthebusiness。
“Well，thereyouare，andthere’snothingtobesaid，oratleastsomuchthatitcomestothesamething，“remarkedMrs。Parsons，inareflectivetone，whenhehadfinishedhisstory。“ButwhatIwanttoknow，“shewenton，“iswhythesekindofthingshappen。Youtwo——I
meanyouandMissIsobel——arejustfittedtoeachother，appointedtogetherbyNature，sotospeak，andfondasacoupleofdovesuponaperch。Sowhyshouldn’tyoutakeeachotherandhavedone？Whatistheretocomebetweenayoungmanandayoungwomansuchasyouare？“
“Idon’tknow，“groanedGodfrey。
“No，nordon’tI；andyetsomethingdoescomebetween。What’sthemeaningofitall？Whydothingsalwaysgocussedinthis’ereworld？
Isthereadevilaboutwhatmanagesit，orisitjustchance？Whyshouldn’tpeoplehavewhattheywantandwhenit’swanted，insteadofbeingforcedtowaituntilperhapsitisn’t，orcan’tbeenjoyed，oroftenenoughtoloseitaltogether？Youcan’tanswer，andnorcan’tI；
onlyattimesIdothink，notwithstandingallmyChristianteachingsandhundredsandhundredsofyourfather’ssermons，thatthedevil，he’stop-doghere。Andasforthatthereforeignwomanwhoseletteryou’vereadtome，she’shishousemaid。NotbutwhatI’msureitwillallcomerightatlast，“sheadded，withanattemptatcheerfulness。
“Ihopeso，“repliedGodfrey，withoutconviction，andwenttobed。
Presentlyhedescendedfromhisroomagain，bearingapill-boxinwhichwasenclosedacertainringthatyearsbeforehehadboughtatLucerne，aringsetwithtwoheartsofturquoise。
“Ipromisednottowrite，“hesaid，“butyoumightaddressthistoher。She’llknowwhatitis，forItoldheraboutit。“
“Yes，“saidMrs。Parsons，“theyoungladyshallhavethatboxofpills。Beingupset，itmaydohergood。“
InduecourseIsobeldidhaveit；alsotheboxcamebackaddressedtoMrs。Parsons。Initwasanotherring，asimplebandofancientgold——
asamatteroffact，itwasRoman，abetrothalringoftwothousandyearsago。Rounditwasascrapofpaperonwhichwaswritten：
“Thiswasdugupinagrave。Mygreat-grandmothergaveittomygreat-grandfatherwhentheybecameengagedaboutahundredyearsago，andheworeitallhislife，asinabygoneagesomeoneelsehaddone。Nowthegreat-granddaughtergivesittoanother。Lethimwearitallhislife，whateverhappenstoher，ortohim。Thenletitgotothegraveagain，perhapstobewornbyothersfarcenturieshence。“
Godfreyunderstoodandsetitonthethirdfingerofhislefthand，whereitremainednightandday，andyearbyyear。
Sothatmatterended，andafterwardscamesilenceanddarknesswhichenduredfortenyearsormore。Fromhisfatherheheardnothing，noronhispartdidheeverwritetohimagain。IndeedthefirstnewsconcerninghimwhichreachedGodfreywasthatofhisdeathwhichhappenedsomesevenyearslater，apparentlyafterabriefillness。
Evenofthishewouldnothavelearned，sincenoonetookthetroubletoputitinanypaperthathesaw，haditnotchancedthattheRev。
Mr。Knightdiedintestate，andthatthereforehissmallbelongingsdescendedtoGodfreyashisnaturalheir。Withthemwereanumberofpapers，amongwhichintheafterdaysGodfreyfoundtheverylett
