Alas! alas! that a human soul, in which was so fair a promise, should get so far astray!" I met Mr.Floyd half an hour later.

His face was pale and troubled, and his eyes upon the ground.

He did not see me--or care to see me--and so we passed without recognition.
Before night the little warning sentence, written by the Saratoga correspondent, was running from lip to lip all over S----.

Some pitied, some blamed, and not a few were glad in their hearts of the disgrace; for Mrs.Dewey had so carried herself among us as to destroy all friendly feeling.
There was an expectant pause for several days.

Then it was noised through the town that Mr.Dewey had returned, bringing his wife home with him.