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New York was not then too busy , and Arenta's drive through its pleasant streets was a kind of public invitation For Jacob Van Ariens was one of a guild of wealthy merchants, and they were at their shop doors to express their sy faces; while the women looked from every , and the little children followed, their treble voices heralding and acclai the beautiful bride Then ca and the rather sadder drive to the wharf at which lay La Belle France And even Arenta was by this time weary of the excitement, so that it was almost with a sense of relief she stepped across the little carpeted gangway to her deck Then the anchor was lifted, the cable loosened, and with every sail set La Belle France went dancing down the river on the tide-top to the open sea

Van Ariens and his son Rereat and evident depression had suddenly taken the place of their assu to the Swamp office," said Re to be done there"

"That is well," answered Peter "To es about the silver, and then I will follow you"

Both lad to be alone They had outworn emotion and knew instinctively that so affected, in one way or another, all the watchers of this destiny Women whose household as belated, whose children were strayed, who had used up their nervous strength in waiting and feeling, were now cross and inclined to belittle the affair and to be angry at Arenta and the and old, all went back to their ledgers and counters andwith a sense of lassitude and dejection

Peter had nearly reached his own house when he met Doctor Moran The doctor was more irritable than depressed He looked at his friend and said sharply, "You have a fever, Van Ariens Go to bed and sleep"

"To work I will go That is the best thing to do My house has no comfort in it Like a milliner's or a mercer's store it has been for many weeks Well, then, my Cousin Deborah is at work there, and in a little while--a little while--" He suddenly stopped and looked at the doctor with bri to rights could ever make his home the same His little saucy, selfish, but dearly loved Arenta would come there no more; and he found not one word that could express the tide of sorrow rising in his heart Doctor John understood He re Van Ariens' hand until the desolate father with a great effort blurted out-"She is gone!--and s, also, she went"