s of fashion harnessed themselves in ropes of roses, and
dragged the car of benevolence; as painted papillons drew chariots of
goddesses on ancient classic walls; so in the realm of social economy
the ubiquitous law of correlation of industrial force--of conservation
of energy--transmuted the arrested labor of the rich and idle into the
fostering heat that stimulated the working poor.

Scarcely a month previous to her unexpected release from prison, Beryl
had received a letter from Doctor Grantlin, enclosing one addressed to
"Sister Ruth, Matron of Anchorage". He wrote that his daughter's health
demanded some German baths; and on the eve of sailing, he desired to
secure for the prisoner a temporary refuge, should the efforts which he
had heard were made to obtain her pardon, prove successful. As a nephew
of the founder, and a cousin of the young lady for whom the "Anchorage"
was intended as a lasting memorial, he had always been accorded certain
privileges by the trustees; and the letter, if presented to the matron,
would insure at least an entrance into the haven of rest, until the
prisoner could mature some plan for her future.

Spurred away from X--by the dread of another interview with the man
whom she had assiduously shunned, and of being required to visit "Elm
Bluff" and scrutinize the accusing picture, Beryl had shrouded herself
in her heavy mourning, and fled from the scene of her suffering, on the
3 A.M. train Sunday morning; ten hours after receiving the certificate
of her discharge. Shrinking from observation, she refused Mr. Singleton
permission to accompany her to the station house, and bade him good-bye
three squares distant; promising to write soon to his still absent
wife, and assured by him that a farewell letter of affectionate
gratitude should be promptly delivered to Dyce. Fortunately a stranger
stood in the office and sold her a ticket; and in the same corner,
where twenty months before she had knelt during the storm, she waited
once more for the sound of the train. How welcome to her the shuddering
shriek that tore its way through the dewy silence of the star-lit
summer night, and she hurried out, standing almost on the rails, in her
impatience to depart.

Several travellers were grouped near a pile of luggage awaiting the
train, but as it rolled swiftly in and jarred itself to a standstill,
she saw even through her crape veil a well known figure, leaning
against an iron post that held an electri