'You lie, you dog--you know you do,' said the Doctor, relaxing his angry tone. 'Ah, Harry, I did not think it of you.' This last remark was uttered in the old familiar, gentle tone, and was accompanied by a look--just such a look as he had given him on the evening of the memorable affair of the thousand-dollar check. Tears came into Mr. Tenant's eyes. 'Come, come,' said the Doctor, 'don't be foolish; away with you, and let me attend to my business.' They shook hands silently, and the Doctor, closing the door after his friend, went back to his study, rang the bell, and directed Hiram to be summoned. * * * * * Mrs. Tenant received the account which her husband brought her of his visit to Dr. Chellis, and what had been decided on, with the liveliest satisfaction. She went at once to her daughter's apartment (she had thought best to leave her to herself for the evening), and exclaimed: 'Emma, my child, what do you think your papa has done? He has arranged for you to go with the Chaunceys to Europe next week. You know Maria was telling you Monday that if you were not going to be married, she should insist on your accompanying her. Now tell me, Emma, are you not delighted?' Emma _was_ delighted, or rather she was greatly relieved. She had more sensitiveness and more pride than one would suppose, judging from her amiable disposition. Her position had always been so well assured, her society so much sought for, and she so much courted, that never, until this occasion, had she experienced any important trial of her temper or emotions. To appear in society, the daughter of a bankrupt, jilted, and jilted because she was no longer an heiress, exposed to the various remarks and busy gossip so rife on such occasions, was it not trying? And do you wonder that it was a great relief for her to know she was to be freed from this ordeal; that she was to experience not only a complete change of scene, but the change was to be every way agreeable, and what she would, under ordinary circumstances, have most desired? To visit Europe! In those days the affair was not one of such common occurrence as at present, and of course the trip was the more valued. Bravo, Emma! Next Thursday you will be on the ocean, away from every disagreeable association. Much as we shall miss you, we must bid you good-by for the present. Emma did not close her eyes in sleep that night, and if her heart beat with excitement at the thought of the sudden change in her destinies, immediate as well as remote, there were moments when its pulses were deadened, and a thick, brooding, unhappy melancholy took possession of it, as she thought of what she had lost. A pang--it was that of _disappointed love_--from time to time made itself felt with keenness, and the morning found her restless and ill at ease. Could it be otherwise? * * * * *