The servant repeated the words.

“Be engaged again, if she calls,” said Mr. Leland, when his wife mentioned the remark of her visitor.  “It will raise an effectual barrier between you.”

Some serious conversation was had with Jane that day by her mother, but Jane was by no means submissive.

“Your father positively forbids any farther intimacy between you and Mary Halloran.  I shall have nothing more to do with her mother.”

Jane met this declaration with a passionate gush of tears, and an intimation that she was not prepared to sacrifice the friendship of Mary, whom she believed to be quite as good as herself.

“It must be done, Jane.  Your father has the best of reasons for desiring it, and I hope you will not think for a moment of opposing his wishes.”

“He doesn’t know Mary as I know her.  His prejudices have no foundation in truth,” said Jane.

“No matter how pure she may be,” replied the mother, “she has already introduced you into bad company.  A virtuous young lady should blush to be seen in the street with the man who came home with you to-day.”

“Who, Mr. Clement?” inquired Jane.

“Yes, John Clement.  His bad conduct is so notorious as to exclude him entirely from the families of many persons, who have the independence to mark with just reprehension his evil deeds.  It grieves me to think that you were not instinctively repelled by him the moment he approached you.”

Jane’s manner changed at these words.  But the change did not clearly indicate to her mother what was passing in her mind.  From that moment she met with silence nearly every thing that her mother said.

Early on the next day Mary Halloran called for Jane, as she was regularly in the habit of doing.  Mrs. Leland purposely met her at the door, and when she inquired for Jane, asked her, with an air of cold politeness, to excuse her daughter, as she was engaged.

“Not engaged to me,” said Mary, evincing surprise.

“You must excuse her, Miss Halloran; she is engaged this morning,” returned the mother, with as much distance and formality as at first.

Mary Halloran turned away, evidently offended.

“Ah me!” sighed Mrs. Leland, as she closed the door upon the giddy young girl; “how much trouble has my indiscreetness cost me.  My husband was right, and I felt that he was right; but, in the face of his better judgment, I sought the acquaintance of this woman, and now, where the consequences are to end, heaven only knows.”

“Was that Mary Halloran?” inquired Jane, who came down stairs as her mother returned along the passage.

“It was,” replied the mother.

“Why did she go away?”

“I told her you were engaged.”

“Why, mother!” Jane seemed greatly disturbed.

“It is your father’s wish as well as mine,” said Mrs. Leland calmly, “that all intercourse between you and this young lady cease, and for reasons that I have tried to explain to you.  She is one whose company you cannot keep without injury.”