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For some time Ellen and Bly sat there in the sunshine, quite unheedful of the flight of time. It did not matter much now with Wrath away, and as likely as not to be absent until morning, and Ellen had taken it for granted that by this time Gilbert Akers must have met his sister, because there was only one train she could return by, and only one method of reaching the Abbey, and that was by way of the valley. But there came a moment at length when it was necessary to come back to the affairs of life, so that Ellen rose in due course, and turned her face in the direction of the Abbey. On a ledge of rock just outside the gates they saw Evors sitting there alone, smoking his pipe thoughtfully.
"Well, what happened?" Bly asked, eagerly.