Thus they were betrothed,--Henry Lincoln and Ella Campbell.
"Glad am I to be out of that atmosphere," thought the newly engaged young man, as he reached the open air, and began to breathe more freely.

"Goodness me, won't I lead a glorious life, with that jar of tomato sweetmeats! Now, if she'd only hung back a little,--but no, she said yes before I fairly got the words out; but money covereth a multitude of sins,--I beg your pardon, ma'am," said he quickly, as he became conscious of having rudely jostled a young lady, who was turning the corner.
Looking up, he met Mary Howard's large, dark eyes fixed rather inquiringly upon him.

She was accompanied by one of Mr.Selden's servants, and he felt sure she was going to visit her sister.

Of course, Ella would tell her all, and what must Mary think of one who could so soon repeat his vows of love to another?
In all the world there was not an individual for whose good opinion Henry Lincoln cared one half so much as for Mary Howard's; and the thought that he should now surely lose it maddened him.

The resolution of the morning was forgotten, and that night a fond father watched and wept over his inebriate son, for never before had Henry Lincoln been so beastly intoxicated..