Don't mention the matter even to your wife.

You can talk with her as freely as you choose on your return from Boston." "From Boston?
Why, that is thirty miles away, at least!" "I know it, Jacob; but I must be in Boston early to-morrow morning.

You know the road ?" "Every foot of it." "So much the better.

And now go for the carriage." Jacob Perkins arose.

As he was turning to go, Mrs.Allen placed her hand upon his shoulder, and said-- "I can trust you, Mr.Perkins ?" "Madam, you can," was his reply; and he passed from the quiet house into the darkness without.