A hurried glance was taken of each beloved face, and a kiss laid lightly upon the lips of each.

Then he left the room, moving down the stairs with a step of fear.

A moment or two more, and he was beyond the threshold of his dwelling.
When Mrs.Mortimer started up from unquiet slumber, as the first beams of the morning sun fell upon her face, she looked around, eagerly, for her husband.

Not seeing him, she called his name.

No answer was received, and she sprung from the bed.