I was therefore not astonished when the week went by and no announcement of his wedding appeared. But I was troubled and I am troubled still, for if mistakes are made in criminal courts and the innocent sometimes through the sheer force of circumstantial evidence are made to suffer for the guilty, might it not be that in this letter question of morals, Mrs. Walworth has been wronged, and that when I played the part of arbitrator in her fate, I only succeeded in separating two hearts whose right it was to be made happy? It is impossible to tell. Nor is time likely to solve the riddle. Must I then forever blame myself, or did I only do in this matter what any honest man would have done in my place? Answer me, some one, for I do not find my lonely bachelor life in any wise brightened by the doubt, and would be grateful to any one who would relieve me of it. THE END. _Uniform with this Work._ Noughts and Crosses. By Q, Author of "Dead Man's Rock," &c. Fourteen to One, and other Stories. By ELIZABETH STUART PHELPS. Otto the Knight, and other Stories. By OCTAVE THANET. Eleven Possible Cases. By FRANK STOCKTON, JOAQUIN MILLER, Q, and others. A Singer's Wife. By FANNY N. D. MURFREE. The Poet's Audience, and Delilah. By CLARE SAVILE CLARKE.