I supposed him unacquainted with the fate of his wife, and his appearance confirmed this persuasion.

A brow expanding into exultation I had hitherto never seen in him, yet such a brow did he now wear.

Not only was he unapprized of the disaster that had happened, but some joyous occurrence had betided.

What a reverse was preparing to annihilate his transitory bliss! No husband ever doated more fondly, for no wife ever claimed so boundless a devotion.

I was not uncertain as to the effects to flow from the discovery of her fate.