I would send my duty and love to your dear mamma, if I only knew her, as I hope I shall do one day, and to your sister, and to L.D.also, if you like to tell her how we are situated together.

So, now, no more from your Always affectionate sweetheart, AMELIA ROPER.
Poor Eames did not feel the least gratified by any part of this fond letter; but the last paragraph of it was the worst.

Was it to be endured by him that this woman should send her love to his mother and to his sister, and even to Lily Dale! He felt that there was a pollution in the very mention of Lily's name by such an one as Amelia Roper.

And yet Amelia Roper was, as she had assured him,--his own.
Much as he disliked her at the present moment, he did believe that he was--her own.

He did feel that she had obtained a certain property in him, and that his destiny in life would tie him to her.