THREE days passed and Ethel had regained her health and spirits, but Fred Mostyn had not called since the wedding.

Ruth thought some inquiry ought to be made, and Judge Rawdon called at the Holland House.

There he was told that Mr.Mostyn had not been well, and the young man's countenance painfully confessed the same thing.
"My dear Fred, why did you not send us word you were ill ?" asked the Judge.
"I had fever, sir, and I feared it might be typhoid.

Nothing of the kind, however.

I shall be all right in a day or two." The truth was far from typhoid, and Fred knew it.