Mis' Thayer went to meetin' to-night." "Wasn't Mr.Thayer there ?" "Yes, he was there, but he wouldn't know what was goin' on.

'Tain't very hard to pull the wool over Caleb Thayer's eyes." "I don't believe one word of it," Charlotte said, again.

When she went up-stairs to bed that whisper of her mother's seemed to sound through and above all her own trouble.

It was to her like a note of despair and shame, quite outside her own gamut of life.

She could not believe that she heard it at all.