CHAPTER XXIII.

THERE were plenty of intrusive friends to give Mr. Dexter advice as

to how he should act towards the unhappy woman who had fled from him

in her despair. He was rich, good-hearted--as the world

goes--honorable, domestic in his feelings and habits; everything, in

fact, that society requires in the composition of a good husband.

The blame, therefore, among the friends of Mr. Dexter, was all on

the side of his wife.

"You will, of course, if she persists in this unwarrantable conduct,

demand a legal separation," said one.

"That is just what she wants," suggested another. "You could not

grant her a higher favor."

"Wait--wait," was the advice of a third.

And so the changes were rung. Dexter listened, pondered, suffered;

but admitted no one into the council chamber of his heart. There

were some things known only to himself and the one he had driven

from him, which he did not care to reveal. The shock of separation

had rent away a few scales from his eyes, and his vision was

clearer; but the clearer vision did not lessen his misery--for

self-upbraidings crowded in with the illustrating light.

For a while, jealous suspicion kept him watchfully alive to the

movements of Paul Hendrickson. In order to gain the most undoubted

information in regard to him, he secured the services of an

intelligent policeman, who, well paid for his work, kept so sharp an

eye upon him, that he was able to report his whereabouts for almost

every hour of the day and evening.

Days, weeks, months even passed, and the policeman's report varied

scarcely a sentence. The range of Hendrickson's movements was from

his place of business to his lodgings. Once a week, perhaps, he went

out in the evening; but never were his steps directed to the

neighborhood in which the object of his waking and dreaming thoughts

resided.

In part, this knowledge of Hendrickson's mode of living relieved the

mind of Dexter; yet, when viewed in certain lights, it proved a

cause of deeper disturbance. His conclusions in the case were near

the truth. Hendrickson's withdrawal of himself from society--his

hermit-like life--his sober face and musing aspect--seemed only so

many evidences of his undying love for Mrs. Dexter. That an

impassable barrier existed between them--that, as things were,

even a friendly intercourse would be next to crime--Hendrickson

felt; and Dexter's clearer perceptions awarded him a just conclusion

in this particular.

So far as Mrs. Dexter was concerned, the heavy curtain that fell so

suddenly between her and the world was not drawn aside--not

uplifted--even for a moment. Her deep seclusion of herself was

nun-like. Gradually new objects of interest--new causes of

excitement--pressed the thought of her aside, and her name grew a

less and less familiar sound in fashionable and family circles. Some

thought of her as a wronged woman--some as a guilty woman--yet all

with a degree of sympathy.

A year Mr. Dexter waited for some sign from his wife. But if the

grave had closed over her, the isolation from him could not have

been more perfect. He then sold his house, removed to a hotel, and

made preparations for an absence in Europe of indefinite

continuance. He went, and was gone for over two years.--Returned,

and almost immediately on his arrival, took legal steps for

procuring a divorce. Mrs. Dexter received due notice of these

proceedings, based simply on her abandonment of her husband, and

refusal to live with him as a wife. But she remained entirely

passive. The proceedings went on, and in due time Mr. Dexter

obtained what he sought, a divorce. Within a month after the decree

in his favor, he returned across the Atlantic.

The publication of this decree awakened a brief interest in Mrs.

Dexter--or rather in plain Jessie Loring, as she was now in legal

aspect. But the curious public were not able to acquire any

satisfactory information in regard to her. The world in which she

lived was a _terra incognita_ to them.

The next exciting news which came in this connection, was the

announcement of Dexter's marriage with an English heiress. He did

not return with her to the United States; but remained in England,

where he established a foreign branch of the mercantile house in

which he was a partner, and took up his permanent residence beyond

the sea.

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