You won't be jealous, will you ?" "No," said Hope, "I'll congratulate him." Fanny Newt could not see Hope Wayne's face, and her voice betrayed nothing.

She, in fact, knew no more than when she came in.
"Good-by, dear, _a ce soir!_" said she, as she sailed out of the room.
Hope lingered for some time at the window.

Then she rang for candles, and sat down to write a letter..