How he felt the death of the deserted wife is still left to tell.

Report, which sees the inmost hearts of men, and delights in turning them outward to the public view, had always declared that Mr.Kendrew's life had its secret, and that the secret was a hopeless passion for the beautiful woman who had married his friend.

Not a hint ever dropped to any living soul, not a word ever spoken to the woman herself, could be produced in proof of the assertion while the woman lived.

When she died Report started up again more confidently than ever, and appealed to the man's own conduct as proof against the man himself.
He attended the funeral--though he was no relation.

He took a few blades of grass from the turf with which they covered her grave--when he thought that nobody was looking at him.