This done, he sunk into a gloomy state of mind, in which mortification and disappointment struggled alternately for the predominance.
Only a few hours elapsed after the adoption of this hasty course, before doubts of its propriety began to steal across his mind.

It was possible, it occurred to him, that he might have acted too precipitately.

There might be reasons for the silence of Miss Weldon entirely separate from those he had been too ready to assume; and, if so, how strange would his letter appear.

It was too late now to recall the act, for already the mail that bore his letter was half way from New York to Albany.

A restless night succeeded to this day.
Early on the next morning he received a letter.