How was it?
Nobody stood there.

The wretched woman walked wildly up and down with her bare feet--there was not a soul.

She returned and knocked with all her might at the door which had once been her own--they might have been admitted for the night, unwilling to disturb her till the morning.
It was not till several minutes had elapsed that the young man who now kept the shop looked out of an upper window, and saw the skeleton of something human standing below half-dressed.
'Has anybody come ?' asked the form.
'O, Mrs.Jolliffe, I didn't know it was you,' said the young man kindly, for he was aware how her baseless expectations moved her.

'No; nobody has come.' _June_ 1891.
THE MELANCHOLY HUSSAR OF THE GERMAN LEGION.