I bound up my wrist with black ribbon before I went down to breakfast, where the agitation of my mind was too visible not to attract attention.
Sir Tristram made many anxious inquiries as to my health, especially as to my sprained wrist, as he conceived mine to be.

I begged him to drop all questions as to the bandage, even if I continued to adopt it for any length of time.

He kindly promised me not to speak of it any more, and he kept his promise faithfully.

You, my son, came into the world as predicted, and your father died six years after.

I then determined to abandon society and its pleasures and not mingle again with the world, hoping to avoid the dreadful predictions as to my second marriage; but, alas! in the one family with which I held constant and friendly intercourse I met the man, whom I did not regard with perfect indifference.