Mr.Ransom showed relief and hurried into his story.

It was to this effect: "I was married to-day in Grace Church.

At the altar my bride--you probably know her name, Miss Georgian Hazen--wore a natural look, and was in all respects, so far as any one could see, a happy woman, satisfied with her choice and pleased with the eclat and elegancies of the occasion.

Half-way down the aisle this all changed.

I remember the instant perfectly.