Send me and your child into a Free State if we are in your way." Again and again Linwood assured her that no woman possessed his love but her.

Oh, what falsehood and deceit man can put on when dealing with woman's love! The unabated storm kept Henry from returning home until after the clock had struck two, and as he drew near his residence he saw his wife standing at the window.

Giving his horse in charge of the servant who was waiting, he entered the house, and found his wife in tears.

Although he had never satisfied Gertrude as to who the quadroon woman and child were, he had kept her comparatively easy by his close attention to her, and by telling her that she was mistaken in regard to the child's calling him "papa." His absence that night, however, without any apparent cause, had again aroused the jealousy of Gertrude; but Henry told her that he had been caught in the rain while out, which prevented his sooner returning, and she, anxious to believe him, received the story as satisfactory.
Somewhat heated with brandy, and wearied with much loss of sleep, Linwood fell into a sound slumber as soon as he retired.

Not so with Gertrude.