r family and friends occupied no recognized station in life: they were
mean, underhand people, in every way unworthy of her. It was her first
ball--it was the first time she had ever met with a man who had the
breeding, the manners and the conversation of a gentleman. Are these
excuses for her, which I have no right to make? If we have any human
feeling for human weakness, surely not!

"The meeting of that night decided their future. When other meetings had
followed, when the confession of her love had escaped her, he took the
one course of all others (took it innocently and unconsciously), which
was most dangerous to them both. His frankness and his sense of honor
forbade him to deceive her: he opened his heart and told her the truth.
She was a generous, impulsive girl; she had no home ties strong enough
to plead with her; she was passionately fond of him--and he had made
that appeal to her pity which, to the eternal honor of women, is the
hardest of all appeals for them to resist. She saw, and saw truly, that
she alone stood between him and his ruin. The last chance of his rescue
hung on her decision. She decided; and saved him.

"Let me not be misunderstood; let me not be accused of trifling with the
serious social question on which my narrative forces me to touch. I will
defend her memory by no false reasoning--I will only speak the truth.
It is the truth that she snatched him from mad excesses which must have
ended in his early death. It is the truth that she restored him to
that happy home existence which you remember so tenderly--which _he_
remembered so gratefully that, on the day when he was free, he made her
his wife. Let strict morality claim its right, and condemn her early
fault. I have read my New Testament to little purpose, indeed, if
Christian mercy may not soften the hard sentence against her--if
Christian charity may not find a plea for her memory in the love and
fidelity, the suffering and the sacrifice, of her whole life.

"A few words more will bring us to a later time, and to events which
have happened within your own experience.

"I need not remind you that the position in which Mr. Vanstone was now
placed could lead in the end to but one result--to a disclosure, more or
less inevitable, of the truth. Attempts were made to keep the hopeless
misfortune of his life a secret from Miss Blake's family; and, as a
matter of course, those attempts failed before the relentless scrutiny
of her father an