During the past month he had been several times to and from London; to-morrow he would return to town again, and view his progress from a distance.
On reaching his brother's house, he found a letter waiting for him; it bore the Paris postmark.

The contents were brief.
"DEAR GLAZZARD: "I announce to you the fact of our marriage.

The L.s will hear of it simultaneously.

We are enjoying ourselves.
"Ever yours, "D.Q." He went at once to the room where William was sitting, and said, in a quiet voice: "Quarrier has just got married--in Paris." "Oh?
To whom ?" "An English girl who has been a governess at Stockholm.

I knew it was impending." "Has he made a fool of himself ?" asked William, dispassionately.
"I think not; she seems to be well educated, and good-looking--according to his report." "Why didn't you mention it before ?" "Oh, his wish.