There was too much apparent risk in the former; and so he chose the latter.

All at once his exterior changed.

The clouded brow put on a sunny aspect.
"Forgive me, dear Jessie!" he said with ardor, and a restored tenderness of manner.

"True love has ever a touch of jealousy; and something that Mrs.Denison intimated aroused that darker passion.
But the shadowed hour has passed, and I am in the clear sunlight again." He raised her hand to his lips, and kissed it with fervor.
"What did she intimate ?" asked Miss Loring.

Her manner was less excited, and her tone less imperative.
"What I now see to be false," said Dexter.