I say ` it can not be . ' I plan to go away . But you keep me ; you are angel-good to me ; you take my heart , you care for me , teach me , pity me , and I can only love and die . I know it is folly ; I ask nothing ; I pray to God to bless you always , and I say , Go , go , before it is too late for you , as now for me ! '' `` Yes , I must go -- it is all wrong . Forgive me . I have been very selfish . Oh , forget me and be happy , '' faltered Amy , feeling that her only safety was in flight . `` Go ! go ! '' he cried , in a heart-broken tone , yet still kissed and clung to her hands till she tore them away and fled into the house . Helen missed her soon after she went , but could not follow for several minutes ; then went to their chamber and there found Amy drowned in tears , and terribly agitated . Soon the story was told with sobs and moans , and despairing lamentations fit to touch a heart of stone . `` I do love him -- oh , I do ; but I did n't know it till he was so unhappy , and now I 've done this dreadful harm . He 'll die , and I ca n't help him , see him , or be anything to him . Oh , I 've been a wicked , wicked girl , and never can be happy any more . '' Angry , perplexed , and conscience-stricken , for what now seemed blind and unwise submission to the major , Helen devoted herself to calming Amy , and when at last the poor , broken-hearted little soul fell asleep in her arms , she pondered half the night upon the still unsolved enigma of the Baron Sigismund . VIII MORE MYSTERY `` Uncle , can I speak to you a moment ? '' said Helen , very gravely , as they left the breakfast-room next morning . `` Not now , my dear , I 'm busy , '' was the hasty reply , as the major shawled Mrs. Cumberland for an early promenade .
XXXXX knit her brows irefully , for this answer had been given her half a dozen times lately when she asked for an interview .
Amy Cumberland Helen Sigismund VIII breakfast-room drowned left minutes night