Paul held her close , and for a moment forgot everything but the joy of that moment . Lillian spoke first , looking up through tears of tenderness , her little hand laid caressingly against his cheek , as she whispered with sudden bloom in her own , `` Now I know why I loved you so well , and now I can see you marry Helen without breaking my heart . Oh , Paul , you are still mine , and I care for nothing else . '' `` But , Lillian , I am not your brother . '' `` Then , in heaven 's name , who are you ? '' she cried , tearing herself from his arms . `` Your lover , dear ! '' `` Who , then , is the heir ? '' demanded Lady Trevlyn , springing up , as Lillian turned to seek shelter with her mother . `` I am . '' Helen spoke , and Helen stood on the threshold of the door , with a hard , haughty look upon her beautiful face . `` You told your story badly , Paul , '' she said , in a bitter tone . `` You forgot me , forgot my affliction , my loneliness , my wrongs , and the natural desire of a child to clear her mother 's honor and claim her father 's name . I am Sir Richard 's eldest daughter . I can prove my birth , and I demand my right with his own words to sustain me . '' She paused , but no one spoke ; and with a slight tremor in her proud voice , she added , `` Paul has done the work ; he shall have the reward . I only want my father 's name . Title and fortune are nothing to one like me . I coveted and claimed them that I might give them to you , Paul , my one friend , always , so tender and so true . '' `` I 'll have none of it , '' he answered , almost fiercely .
`` I have kept my promise , and XXXXX free .
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