No one guessed the thoughts that were passing through his mind, nor the utter hopelessness that was lying, with a heavy weight, upon his spirit.

Before him was the image of Emily.

She had seen him with his blood-disfigured face, in the hands of the watchman; and now she would see this slanderous story, and what was worse, believe it! Some two hours subsequently, while walking along the street, Andrew perceived Emily, within a few paces of him.

He looked her steadily in the face, and saw that she saw him; for a quick flush overspread her countenance.

But, averting her eyes, she passed him without a further sign of recognition.
At night-fall, the boy did not return to his home.
Anxiously did the time pass with Mrs.Howland until ten o'clock, and yet he was away.