kled
rose-leaf; with this difference, that they were spiritual, not
material hurts he felt. Did the forecast of Holden penetrate the
future? Did he, as in a vision, behold the spectres of misfortune that
dogged Armstrong's steps? Was he afraid of a companionship that
might drag him down and entangle him in the meshes of a predestined
wretchedness? He is right, thought Armstrong. He sees the whirlpool
into which, if once drawn, there is no escape from destruction.

Holden succeeded better in communicating a portion of his confidence
to Pownal. In the morning of life, before experience has dimmed our
sky with clouds, we readily perceive the sun of joy. The bright eyes
of youth catch his rays on the mountain tops, before the drooping lids
of age are raised from the ground. The ardent temperament of the
young man entered with delight into the hopes of his elder. He even
anticipated the request Holden intended to make, and asked permission
to accompany him. With a very natural feeling he endeavored to effect
some change in the costume of the Recluse, but here he met with
decided opposition.

"I have nothing to do with the world or its follies," said Holden.
"Let it pass on its way as I will on mine. It will reck but little of
the garments of an unknown man."

It was more for the sake of his friend than himself that Pownal
proposed the change. Perceiving the feelings of the other, he forbore
to press a proposal further, which, after all, was of but little
consequence. A sloop was to sail the next day--the wind favoring--from
Hillsdale, and it was agreed between the two to take passage together.

We may judge of the feelings of Pownal at this time, from the fact
that the last evening he spent at Hillsdale, before he left for New
York, where, indeed, he expected to remain but a short time, found him
at the house of Judge Bernard. He was fortunate, whether beyond his
expectations or not we cannot say, in finding Miss Bernard alone. At
least it was a fortunate coincidence with his wishes, and might we
judge, from the raised color of the cheeks, and the smiles that played
round the lips of the beautiful girl, not displeasing to her. It is
wonderful, when we look back, how frequently these charming accidents
of youth occur.

It was unnecessary that Pownal should speak of his intended trip to
the commercial capital. He seemed to assume that Anne was already
acquainted with his purpose, but of Holden's discovery she had not
be