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      Was she, as she had desired to be, alone?

      Rosa went on. "I was walking down by the riverwith Tom, you knowwhen I thought it must be getting late, and you might want me, and so I took the short cut through the larches. And who should I see standing there but Mr. Arling, and your father coming to meet him! So I slipped back behind the trees, meaning to come round the other way; but I caught a few words, and then I listened;I couldn't help it, Miss Carice, if I'd died for it. For Mr. Arling began to beg and plead that your father wouldn't let your wedding go on, if he cared anything about your happiness. He said there was something dreadful against Doctor Remy,oh! Miss Carice, I don't like to say it, but I think you ought to know,he said he was a"sinking her voice almost to a whisper"a murderer."

      "On second thought," said Doctor Trubie, "I will give you one. All of him, that is not intellect, is ice. In religious matters, he is an utter sceptic. Socially, he is brilliant; but he has no intimate friends, and he makes no confidants. Men and women, to him, are subjects of study, not objects of affection. He cares for nothing but himself and his profession. And no one cares for himmuch. They may admire, but they cannot love."

      "It must always hold good, just as a kindness once done is done forever," replied Coralie warmly, turning a deaf ear to the unseasonable inner voice that cried out against the coolness and reserve of Bergan's response, and holding out a tremulous little hand, by way of signature and seal to her promise."The wedding!whose wedding?" he asked.


      "No, thank God!" answered Mr. Bergan, with a look of ineffable relief and gladness; "she is herself againclothed and in her right mind."


      "Sit down," said he, "and let me tell you the whole story; at least, as far as I know it myself."


      In regard to the signing of the fraudulent will, he had shown himself a little more scrupulous; his habit of intoxication had not yet accomplished its evil work of obliterating all sense of right, and every consideration of honor. At the first broaching of the subject, he had indignantly refused to listen to it for a moment. Later onhaving apparently gotten some new lights on the question in the meantimehe had quietly suffered his objections to give way, one after another, to the doctor's arguments and bribes; to the great satisfaction of the latter, who found his task, on the whole, easier than he had expected.