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If he loved me as I loved him, I had to be brave for both of us. I
had to oppose to the carnal instinct of love the spiritual impulse of
renunciation. Yes, yes, that was what I had to do.
Father Dan saw me to the door.
"Give my love to my boy," he said, "and don't forget what I told you to
tell him."
"I'll tell him," I replied, for though I knew my heart was bleeding I
felt calm and more courageous.
It was milking time and the cows were lowing in the byre when I crossed
the fields and the farm-yard on my way back to my father's house.
Early next morning I left it for Castle Raa.


SIXTY-THIRD CHAPTER

Although it was mid-day before I reached the Castle, the gate to the
park had not been opened, the drive was deserted and even the great door
to the house itself was closed.
And when, in answer to my ringing, one of the maids came after a certain
delay, wearing neither apron nor cap, I found the hall empty and no sign
of life in the house, except a shrill chorus of laughter which came from
the servants' quarters.


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