in the air its terrors fell around her. She arose and stood trembling
before him.

"And do you feel it, then, at last?" said he, mournfully.

She made no reply, but covered her eyes with her hand and turned to
leave the room. He rushed forward and caught her arm.

"Have patience with me, Elizabeth!" cried he, passionately. "Do not
desert me though this veil must be between us here on earth. Be mine,
and hereafter there shall be no veil over my face, no darkness between
our souls. It is but a mortal veil; it is not for eternity. Oh, you
know not how lonely I am, and how frightened to be alone behind my
black veil! Do not leave me in this miserable obscurity for ever."

"Lift the veil but once and look me in the face," said she.

"Never! It cannot be!" replied Mr. Hooper.

"Then farewell!" said Elizabeth.

She withdrew her arm from his grasp and slowly departed, pausing at
the door to give one long, shuddering gaze that seemed almost to
penetrate the mystery of the black veil. But even amid his grief Mr.
Hooper smiled to think that only a material emblem had separated him
from happiness, though the horrors which it shadowed forth must be
drawn darkly between the fondest of lovers.

From that time no attempts were made to remove Mr. Hooper's black veil
or by a direct appeal to discover the secret which it was supposed to