Dr. Griswold

"She HAS a wonderful power over her, I think," returned Dr.
Griswold; "and I am not surprised that you esteem her highly on
that account, but how will it be hereafter when other duties,
other relations claim her attention. Will she not cease to visit
you and so Nina made worse?"

"What new duties? What relations do you mean," Arthur asked
quickly, trembling in every joint as he anticipated the answer.

"I have a fancy that Miss Hastings will reward that blind man for
all his kindness with her heart and hand."

"Her hand it may be, but her heart, NEVER," interrupted Arthur,
betraying by his agitation what Dr. Griswold had already guessed.

"Poor Arthur," he said, "I know what is in your mind and pity you
so much, but you can resist temptation and you MUST. There's no
alternative. You chose your destiny years ago--abide by it, then.
Hope and pray, as I do, that Edith Hastings will be the blind
man's bride."

"Oh, Griswold," and Arthur groaned aloud, "you cannot wish to
sacrifice her thus!"

"I can--I do--it will save you both from ruin."

"Then you think--you DO think she loves me," and Arthur looked
eagerly at his friend, who answered, "I think nothing, save that
she will marry Mr. Harrington. Your cousin told me there was a
rumor to that effect. She is often at Collingwood, and ought to be
posted."