"Marry Frank, my dear," he wrote, "for I see I was wrong to ask for such a promise. I am old and you are young. Marry Frank. I send him to you as a wedding present, and I am sure you will not want a better. Bless you both. I am going to America for a time, but when I return. perhaps there will be a corner near the fire for your sincere friend Eustace."
The letter read, Frank and Mildred looked at one another. They could find no words to speak of this wonderful self-sacrifice on the part of Eustace. Mildred burst out crying, but the next moment she was in the arms of Frank, and he kissed away her tears.
"He gave me liberty, he gave me life, he gave me fortune, and now," said Frank, softly, "he gives me you."
"God bless him!" sobbed Mildred.
"Amen to that," echoed Frank, and they kissed again.