Well--here we all are, as happy as larks; and what we've really done, I suppose, is to take a woman's character away, and give her another push to perdition." "She hadn't any character!" cried Alice Wigram indignantly.

"And she would have gone to perdition without us, and taken that poor youth with her.

Oh, I know, I know! But morals are a great puzzle to me.

However, I firmly remind myself of that 'one in the eye,' and then all my doubts depart.

Good-night.