dal would feel very sorry
when the news came to him on the morrow that she was dead--she whom he
had spurned so cruelly only the night before. And perhaps he would throw
himself beside her cold, dead body and wish that he had been less cruel
to her, and cry out:

"Oh, if God would but roll back His universe and give me yesterday!"

She had no fixed destination, but walked on and on, until she suddenly
found herself down by the Yonkers Boat Club House, that stretched its
dark shadow afar out into the river. It was connected with the shore by
a long, narrow plank walk.

Mechanically Dorothy crept down the narrow, winding stairway that led to
it. Midway on the plank walk she paused, clung desperately to the rail
and looked fearfully down into the dark, flowing river that rushed on so
madly but a few feet below her.

Only a few flickering stars would see and know all, she told herself.
There would be but a plunge, a deathly shiver as her warm body came in
contact with the icy waves, a moment of choking, a terrible sensation,
then all would be over--her troubles would be at an end!

What cared she for the wealth of a hundred Gray Gables and princely
estates when love's boon was denied her?

Even in that hour and in that weird place she thought of the words
another heart-broken girl had uttered long years before:

"You have learned to love another,
You have broken every vow;
We have parted from each other,
And my heart is lonely now.

"Oh! was it well to sever
This fond heart from thine forever?
Can I forget thee? Never!
Farewell, lost love, forever!

"We have met, and we have parted,
But I uttered scarce a word;
But, God! how my poor heart started
When thy well-known voice I heard!

"Oh! woman's love will grieve her,
And woman's pride will leave her;
Life has fled when love deceives her,
Farewell--farewell forever!"

"I am so young to die!" sobbed Dorothy. "I haven't done very much good
in the world, but surely I have done no wrong."

Then it occurred to her suddenly--a little trifle which she had quite
forgotten:

She had taken Nadine Holt's lover from her, and the girl was
broken-hearted over his loss; and now Heaven had, in turn, taken him
from her. This was God's vengeance upon her.

Could even Nadine Holt see her now she would feel sorry and find pity
for her.

Suddenly, to her intense amazement, Dorothy saw a man hu