"Bessy," he said, and he again stopped her on the narrow path,
standing immediately before her on the way, "you remember all the
circumstances that made us part?"

"Yes; I think I remember them."

"And you still think that we were right to part?"

She paused for a moment before she answered him; but it was only for
a moment, and then she spoke quite firmly. "Yes, Godfrey, I do; I
have thought about it much since then. I have thought, I fear, to
no good purpose about aught else. But I have never thought that we
had been unwise in that."

"And yet I think you loved me."

"I am bound to confess I did so, as otherwise I must confess myself
a liar. I told you at the time that I loved you, and I told you so
truly. But it is better, ten times better, that those who love
should part, even though they still should love, than that two
should be joined together who are incapable of making each other
happy. Remember what you told me."

"I do remember."

"You found yourself unhappy in your engagement, and you said it was
my fault."

"Bessy, there is my hand. If you have ceased to love me, there is
an end of it. But if you love me still, let all that be forgotten."