Moody immediately recognized him as Mr.Felix Sweetsir.
"Ha! our good Moody!" cried Felix.

"Enviable man! you look younger than ever." He took off his hat to Isabel; his bright restless eyes suddenly became quiet as they rested on her.

"Have I the honor of addressing the future Mrs.Hardyman?
May I offer my best congratulations?
What has become of our friend Alfred ?" Moody answered for Isabel.

"If you will make inquiries at the cottage, sir," he said, "you will find that you are mistaken, to say the least of it, in addressing your questions to this young lady." Felix took off his hat again--with the most becoming appearance of surprise and distress.
"Something wrong, I fear ?" he said, addressing Isabel.

"I am, indeed, ashamed if I have ignorantly given you a moment's pain.