“You have been wonderfully good and kind to me,” said Bella, “and I kiss it for that. You have been as bad as bad could be to Mr. Rokesmith, and I throw it away for that. Thank you for myself, and goodbye!”

“Goodbye,” said Mr. Boffin as before.

Bella caught him round the neck and kissed him, and ran out forever.

She ran upstairs, and sat down on the floor in her own room, and cried abundantly. But the day was declining and she had no time to lose. She opened all the places where she kept her dresses; selected only those she had brought with her, leaving all the rest; and made a great misshapen bundle of them, to be sent for afterwards.