"No! no! to-morrow will do. I will not gratify your curiosity. You

are too curious, husband" and she turned from me, smiling, upon

the couch.

I felt that what she might tell me to-morrow could have nothing

to do with the affair between herself and Edgerton. THAT could be

no object for jest and merriment. I turned from her slowly, with a

feeling at my heart which was not exactly madness--for I knew then

what I was doing--but it was just thec feeling to make me doubtful

how long I should be secure from madness.

"To-morrow will not do" I muttered to myself as I descended the

stairs. "Too late!--too late!"




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