f the Institute, who has not once been grossly
imposed on? It is through the means of failures in experiments that
science progresses."

And he rose to still higher considerations; he endeavoured to prove to
her that, if it is bad to have erred, an excessive fear of erring is
a still worse evil, because it is better to lose one's way than not to
walk at all.

When he had finished his harangue, she said, shaking her head, "I have
no longer faith in any one."

"What! not even in the brave fellow to whom you owe the recovery of your
portrait and your letters?"

"Of whom do you speak?" she exclaimed.

Then he declared to her how M. Langis had effected the descent into the
den, without telling her what had resulted therefrom.

"Ah! that was kind, very kind," she said. "I never doubted that Camille
was a true friend."

"A friend? Are you very sure that it is only friendship that he feels
for you?"

Whereupon M. Moriaz told her all the rest. She grew pensive and sank
into a reverie. Suddenly the door of the _salon_ opened, and Camille
entered. After inquiring after her health, he informed her that in
consequence of a cold he, too, had been sick; and, as he was now free
from business engagements, his physician was sending him to pass the
winter in Sorrento.

She replied: "That is a journey that I would like to make. Will you take
me with you?"

She gazed fixedly at him; there was everything in her gaze. He bent his
knee before her, and for some moments they remained hand-in-hand, and
eye to eye. In the midst of this, Mlle. Moiseney appeared, who, at sight
of this _tableau vivant_, stood perfectly confounded.

"You are very much astonished, mademoiselle," said M. Moriaz to her.

"Not so much as you fancy, monsieur," replied she, recovering herself.
"I did not dare to say it, but in my heart I always believed, always
thought--Yes, I always was sure that it would end thus."

"God bless Pope Joan!" he cried; "I shall cease to correct her."

We have failed to learn what Samuel Brohl is doing in America. In
waiting for something better, has he become an humble teacher? has he
attempted a new matrimonial enterprise? has he become a reporter of the
_New York Herald_, or a politician in one of the Northern States, or
a carpet-bagger in South Carolina? does he dream of being some day
President of the glorious republic with the starry banner?

Up to the present time, no American journal has devoted the shortest
paragra