The Moorsoms did manage to catch the homeward mail boat all right, but had only twenty-four hours in town.

Thus the sentimental Willie could not see very much of them.

This did not prevent him afterwards from relating at great length, with manly tears in his eyes, how poor Miss Moorsom--the fashionable and clever beauty--found her betrothed in Malata only to see him die in her arms.

Most people were deeply touched by the sad story.

It was the talk of a good many days.
But the all-knowing Editor, Renouard's only friend and crony, wanted to know more than the rest of the world.