CHAPTER XLII He stood there in silence, looking down at that bowed head, veiled by its sweeping golden hair. He made no effort to raise...

CHAPTER XLI St. Leon lifted his mother's senseless form and bore her away to her room. Mrs. Gordon lay weeping, moaning, and wildly...

CHAPTER XL A silence like death fell for a moment on the group that closed around that pathetic kneeling figure with its white uplifted...

CHAPTER XXXIX It was a supreme moment. Laurel felt it to be such. Her heart beat, and her limbs trembled beneath her. But for the support...

CHAPTER XXXVIII Mlle. Marie hovered around her mistress with many delicate attentions after her master had departed, but her...

CHAPTER XXXVII That day on which Ross Powell saw Laurel with her husband was the last of a series of happy walks and rides she had taken...

CHAPTER XXXVI There was no longer any fear that Mrs. Le Roy would die. She was better. She was rapidly convalescing. St. Leon was very...

CHAPTER XXXV Ross Powell had been bitterly chagrined and disappointed at his failure to trace Laurel Vane, after his meeting with her at...

CHAPTER XXXIV Mrs. Gordon, reclining at ease on a satin divan in her elegant parlor, was entertaining a caller—no less a person than the...

CHAPTER XXXIII All of the young bride's happiness began to wane from that hour. The shadow of the nearing future began to fall upon her...

CHAPTER XXXII He had expected that Beatrix would be startled and distressed, but he was not prepared for the burst of emotion with which...

CHAPTER XXXI Laurel was fortunate enough to get back to her hotel before Mr. Le Roy returned from his engagement with the friend whom he...

CHAPTER XXX "I loved him, Mrs. Wentworth. That is all my defense. Call me weak, cowardly, wicked, if you will; but I could not put the...

CHAPTER XXIX "Married!" said St. Leon to himself, with a start, and a quick glance at Beatrix. He bowed to her gracefully, then hurried...

CHAPTER XXVIII Mr. Le Roy, turning in the same moment with his wife, saw two faces that he recognized—Cyril Wentworth's whom he had seen...

CHAPTER XXVII More than once, since they came to England, Clarice Wells said, anxiously, to her mistress: "I am afraid Miss Vane has laid...

CHAPTER XXVI When they went to England, Laurel wondered a little tearfully if they should meet the Wentworths. She knew that they were in...

CHAPTER XXV Days came in which Laurel almost forgot the long, dark, threatening shadow that lay always just ahead of her. They were...

CHAPTER XXIV "Wooed and married and a'." How swiftly it all had followed upon Laurel Vane's coming to Eden! In June she had come to the...

CHAPTER XXIII Deep emotion overpowered Laurel's speech for a moment. Her lips parted as if to speak, but closed again without a sound....