Bressant

They looked around for him, but he was not in the room, nor in the

house. Questioning among themselves, none could tell whether it were an

hour or a minute since he had departed. When life began to take fresh

hold on her he had so loved and wronged, his heart had failed him, and,

without a word, he had gone out and away. But not to escape; for on no

heart was the weight of sorrow and suffering so heavy as on his.