If they could only be brought together, she was sure that there would be a reconciliation.

They were brought together, and there was a reconciliation.
"Dearest Emily, I am so glad to come to you," said the husband, walking up to his wife in their bed-room, and taking her in his arms.
[Illustration: Shewing how reconciliation was made.] "I have been very unhappy, Louis, for the last two days," said she, very gravely,--returning his kiss, but returning it somewhat coldly.
"We have both been unhappy, I am sure," said he.

Then he paused that the promise might be made to him.

He had certainly understood that it was to be made without reserve,--as an act on her part which she had fully consented to perform.

But she stood silent, with one hand on the dressing-table, looking away from him, very beautiful, and dignified too, in her manner; but not, as far as he could judge, either repentant or submissive.