He still felt dazed and unreal . Marian held out her hand . `` Good-night , Esterbrook , '' she said , a little wearily . `` I feel tired . I am glad you see it all in the same light as I do . '' `` Marian , '' he said earnestly , clasping the outstretched hand , `` are you sure that you will be happy -- are you sure that you are doing a wise thing ? '' `` Quite sure , '' she answered , with a faint smile . `` I am not acting rashly . I have thought it all over carefully . Things are much better so , dear . We will always be friends . Your joys and sorrows will be to me as my own . When another love comes to bless your life , Esterbrook , I will be glad . And now , good-night . I want to be alone now . '' At the doorway he turned to look back at her , standing in all her sweet stateliness in the twilight duskness , and the keen realization of all he had lost made him bow his head with a quick pang of regret . Then he went out into the darkness of the summer night . An hour later he stood alone on the little point where he had parted with Magdalen the night before . A restless night wind was moaning through the pines that fringed the bank behind him ; the moon shone down radiantly , turning the calm expanse of the bay into a milk-white sheen . He took Marian 's ring from his pocket and kissed it reverently .
Then he threw it XXXXX him far out over the water .
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