Miss Smith totters into the apartments of her dearest friend, and falls weeping on the sofa, while Jones rushes madly into Brown's rooms in the Temple, and, shying his best hat into the coalscuttle, announces that there is nothing now left for him but to drown the past in debauchery.

Whereupon Brown, if he is a good fellow, as all the Browns are, produces the whisky and hears all about it.
So in the present instance two people were informed of what had taken place before they went to bed that night; and those two were Jim and Doctor Mulhaus.

Alice had stood where Cecil had left her, thinking, could she confide it to Mrs.Buckley, and ask for advice.

But Mrs.
Buckley had been a little cross to her that week for some reason, and so she was afraid; and, not knowing anybody else well enough, began to cry.
There was a noise of horses' feet just beyond the fence, and a voice calling to her to come.

It was Jim, and, drying her eyes, she went out, and he, dismounting, put his arm round her waist and kissed her.
"Why, my beauty," he said, "who has been making you cry ?" She put her head on his shoulder and began sobbing louder than ever.
"Cecil Mayford," she said in a whisper.
"Well, and what the d----l has he been at ?" said Jim, in a rather startling tone.
"Wants to marry me," she answered, in a whisper, and hid her face in his coat.
"The deuce doubt he does," said Jim; "who does not?
What did you tell him ?" "I told him that I wondered at his audacity." "Sent him off with a flea in his ear, in fact," said Jim.