The grief wailed and wept in her tones, and her eyes were wide and pleading. “I must lead my life, and you — you must stay outside the wall. If you love me — Doctor, — you must never know it, and I must never know it.” Her beating heart stopped her speech and they both stood thus a moment, each seeing only the other’s soul.

“Promised?” The word sank into his heart like lead. “Promised?” Slowly he released her hands, and she covered her face with them and sank at his feet. He bent down to her and asked almost in a whisper: “Promised? Did you say that word?”

She drooped lower and was silent.

All the chivalry of his nature rose within him. Should he come into her life only to torment