"Your father seems no better. Madge has little hopes of him, and your mother's health has undergone a great shock."
"No, doubt," was the sarcastic reply.
"Evelyn," said the young man in earnest tones, "I shall eagerly await the coming mail, for I have signified to Madge my intention to cross the Atlantic!"
"So soon," cried Mrs. Arnold with awaking interest.
"Yes, Evelyn, I cannot endure this suspense much longer. Madge is the only woman who can reclaim me, and I must now insist that she will be my wife at an early date—at any rate I wish to be in St. John at the settlement of the affair. It has been a great mistake that I did not accompany your mother and Madge."
"Oh, Hubert, the thought makes me feel worse, if possible."
"You will come with me, Evelyn, and if Mont sees fit he can shake off his fellows and come too."
"I go home Hubert! No indeed, I would rather die than face the people of St. John, Ah no! You must say that I am looking so well, and so brilliant, and am so happy that I prefer English society to dull provincial life!
"True, Hubert, I have done much for you, and you surely will carry out my wishes."
"I certainly shall, Evelyn, and more than that I shall never forget that to you I owe all the happiness of my life."