A card of 'Lodgings to let' was placed in the dear little familiar window.

He rushed up into the room and viewed it over.
He sate ever so long in the old window-seat looking into the Dean's garden: whence he and Emily had so often looked out together.

He walked, with a sort of terror, into her little empty bedroom.

It was swept out and prepared for new-comers.

The glass which had reflected her fair face was shining ready for her successor.