We are apart now, and apart forever." "You are too much excited, Jessie," said Mrs.Loring, laying her finger upon the lips of her niece, "and I must enjoin silence and rest.

I have faith in you.

I will be your friend, though all the world pass coldly on in scorn." Tears glistened in the eyes of Mrs.Dexter as she lifted them, with a thankful expression, to the face of her aunt, from whom she had not dared to hope for so tender a reception.

She knew Mrs.Loring to be worldly-minded; she knew her to be a woman of not over delicate feelings; and as one easily affected by appearances.

That she would blame, denounce, threaten, she had no doubt.