introduction and the encouraging admonition, “Be friends again.”
Much to the surprise of both they found the web woven around them.
They entered into the spirit of the reconciliation, and found Mrs. Francis
' roof an inviting place for many succeeding meetings.
A wall reared itself between them and the past, and they started again under the auspicious omens of another engagement.
The tact of a woman and the diplomacy of society had accomplished what love had long since despaired of ever doing or seeing done.
The meetings in the parlor of Mrs. Francis
' house were conducted with no little privacy.
At first even Mrs. Edwards
knew nothing of it, but presently it came to her ears.
“I asked Mary,” said this lady, “why she was so secretive about it. She said evasively that after all that had occurred, it was best to keep the courtship from all eyes and ears.
Men and women and the whole world were uncertain and slippery, and if misfortune befell the engagement all knowledge of it would be hidden from the world.”
It is unnecessary to prolong the account of this strange and checkered courtship.
The intervention of the affair with Shields
, which will be detailed in a subsequent chapter, in no way impeded, if it did not hasten the marriage.
One morning in November, Lincoln
hastening to the room of his friend James H. Matheney
before the latter had arisen from bed, informed that he was to be married