`` There is nothing to forgive , as far as you are concerned , Lynde , '' said Alan steadily . `` You have done me no wrong . I have loved you sincerely and such love can be nothing but a blessing to me . I only wish that I could help you . It wrings my heart to think of your position . But I can do nothing -- nothing . I must not even come here any more . You understand that ? '' `` Yes . '' There was an unconscious revelation in the girl 's mournful eyes as she turned them on Alan . It thrilled him to the core of his being . She loved him . If it were not for that empty marriage form , he could win her , but the knowledge was only an added mocking torment . Alan had not known a man could endure such misery and live . A score of wild questions rushed to his lips but he crushed them back for Lynde 's sake and held out his hand . `` Good-bye , dear , '' he said almost steadily , daring to say no more lest he should say too much . `` Good-bye , '' Lynde answered faintly . When he had gone she flung herself down on the moss by the spring and lay there in an utter abandonment of misery and desolation . Pain and indignation struggled for mastery in Alan 's stormy soul as he walked homeward . So this was Captain Anthony 's doings !
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