And, more surprising still, she is married to young Edgar." "Oh, no!" responded Mrs.Freeman, incredulously.

"It's some mistake.
Never! It cannot be." "Oh, but it is a fact, mother," said Fanny, with ill-concealed chagrin.
"Lizzy Martin was her bridesmaid.

They were married at Mrs.Carlton's this morning, and the whole bridal party has gone off to Saratoga." "He's got a good wife," remarked the brother of Mrs.Freeman, in his quiet way.

"I always liked that young man, and like him better than ever now.

I knew he was a fellow of good sense; but he has showed himself to possess more of that sterling material than I thought." Mr.Freeman also gave his opinion, and in doing so, expressed himself pretty freely in regard to the treatment Jessie had received, while in the house.
As for his wife, when the truth assumed an undoubted form, she sunk into mortified silence, and Fanny felt even worse than her mother, and for reasons that lay nearer her heart.
In a little while the bride took her old place in society, and many who, in her seclusion, passed her coldly, or all unnoticed, met her now with smiles and with warm congratulations.