The love she bore towards Florence seems to have been almost the mainspring of her existence; for in touching that the whole circle of motion has grown feeble, and will, I fear, soon cease for ever." "Dreadful! The falsehood of her lover has broken her heart." "I fear that it is even so." "Is she ill?
I have not seen her for a long time," said Miss Linmore.
"Not ill, as one sick of a bodily disease; but drooping about as one whose spirits are broken, and who finds no sustaining arm to lean upon.

When you meet her, she strives to be cheerful, and appear into rested.

But the effort deceives no one." "Why did Mr.Florence act towards her as he has done ?" asked Miss Linmore.
"A handsomer face and more brilliant exterior were the attractions, I am told." The young lady asked no more questions.

Those who observed her closely, saw the warm tints that made beautiful her cheeks grow fainter and fainter, until they had almost entirely faded.

Soon after, she retired from the company.
In the ardor of his pursuit of a new object of affection, Edwin Florence scarcely thought of the old one.