82 BE TRUE.

rowfully upon her hand; “experience
has taught me what the faithful voice
of friendship could not. How I ré-
gret the past! but life is not yet spent.
Glad am I, even at this late hour,
that truth has triumphed, and fraud
and falsehood have shown to me their
hideous deformity.”

It was late before Mrs. Elmore
retired to rest, and the next morn-
ing she appeared at the breakfast
table looking rather pale and dispi-
rited.

“ My dear madam,” said Mrs. Win-
gate, with one of her blandest smiles,
“your kind heart is an enemy to
your health; I cannot allow that poor
child to disturb you so. I should
have taken her to my own room last
night, but for your earnest request
that she should remain.”