To return for a moment to Rose.

She parted from Edouard, and went in at the front door: but the next moment she opened it softly and watched her lover unseen.

"Dear Edouard!" she murmured: and then she thought, "how sad it is that I must deceive him, even to-night: must make up an excuse to get him from me, when we were so happy together.

Ah! he little knows how I shall welcome our wedding-day.

When once I can see my poor martyr on the road to peace and content under the good doctor's care.