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The right and only effective chord had been touched Since she had seen Edward, she had thought only of herself and him Owen--her name--position--future--had been as if they did not exist

'I won't give way and becorace to _you_, at any rate,' she said

'Besides, your duty to society, and those about you, requires that you should live with (at any rate) all the appearance of a good wife, and try to love your husband' 'Yes--my duty to society,' she murmured 'But ah, Owen, it is difficult to adjust our outer and inner life with perfect honesty to all! Though it ht to care ence of your own single self, when you consider that the h your own existence, what can be said? What do our own acquaintances care about us? Not much I think of mine Mine will now (do they learn all the wicked frailty of my heart in this affair) look at me, smile sickly, and condeone, soht, like an old one of mine, will carry them back to what I used to say, and hurt their hearts a little that they blaive a sigh to reat justice to my memory by this But they will never, never realize that it was; they will not feel that what to theht, easily held in those tords of pity, "Poor girl!" was a whole life to me; as full of hours, minutes, and peculiar s, tears, as theirs: that it was my world, what is to them their world, and they in that life of ht I seem to them to be Nobody can enter into another's nature truly, that's what is so grievous' 'Well, it cannot be helped,' said Owen

'But we

'We shall be missed I'll do my best, Owen--I will, indeed' It had been decided that on account of the wretched state of the roads, the newly-married pair should not drive to the station till the latest hour in the afternoon at which they could get a train to take theht) by a reasonable ti to cross to Havre, and thence to Paris--a place Cytherea had never visited--for their wedding tour