CHAPTER LXXXVI.
IN THE CITY.
It was a long journey.

They stopped at Baltimore, at Philadelphia, and pushed on toward New York.

While they were still upon the way Hope Wayne saw what she had been long expecting to see--and saw it without a solitary regret.

Amy Waring was Amy Waring no longer; and Hope Wayne was the first who kissed Mrs.Lawrence Newt.

Even Mrs.Simcoe looked benignantly upon the bride; and Aunt Martha wept over her as over her own child.
The very day of the wedding Abel Newt and his companion arrived at Jersey City.