"Thank you, Mrs. Dean," said Darrell, slowly; "on some accounts I would
have been very glad to meet Kate; but on the whole I think perhaps it is
better as it is."
"I don't suppose you remember her except as you saw her when you first
came," Mrs. Dean added, wistfully; "I should like to have you see her as
she is now. I think she has matured into a beautiful young woman."
"Yes, I remember her, Mrs. Dean; she is beautiful."
"Oh, do you? She will be glad to hear that!" Mrs. Dean exclaimed, with a
happy smile.
Darrell came nearer and took her hands within his own. "Will you give
her a message from me, just as I give it to you? She will understand."
"Oh, yes; gladly."
"Tell her," said Darrell, and his voice trembled slightly, "I remember
her. Tell her I will see her 'at the time appointed;' and that I never
forget!"