He bit his lip, and went to make a leisurely breakfast.

By the time he had finished, Madge came in with a party of young people who had been on a ramble.

Her greeting was friendly, but nothing more, and having received a long letter from Mrs.Wayland, she took it to a small summer-house.

Graydon soon strayed after her in a listless way, and in no very amiable humor.

The greater anxiety had swallowed up the less, and his perturbed thoughts about Madge were now following a light carriage on some wild mountain road.