There was a long silence.

A gleam, a very faint gleam of triumph came to his eyes.

"Good-bye," said she, flashing out her hand to him, and with her eyes
still fixed upon his face.



CHAPTER V.

IN LOVE THERE ARE NO GOOD-BYES.

He was so startled that he took a step backward. She remained with her
hand outstretched.

Was that only the result of the eloquent expression of his views--that
outstretched hand which was offered to him for an instant only as a
symbol of its withdrawal from him forever?

"You cannot mean----"

"Good-by," said she.

"Have I not explained all that seemed to you to stand in need of
explanation?" he asked.

"The book--the book remains. I asked for no explanation," said she.

"But you are too good, too reasonable, to dismiss me in this fashion,