Isabellookedatherhusbandandhesitated。ThensherepliedintermsthatIamproudtorecordinhonorofAmericanwomanhood:“Youmustn’tfibabout——it，Basil“heroically；“Icouldn’trespectyouifyoudid“
tenderly；“but“withdecision“youmustslipoutofitsomeway！“
TheladiesoftheEllisonparty，towhomsheputthecaseintheparlor，agreedwithherperfectly。TheyalsohaddonealittleshoppinginQuebec，andtheymeanttodomoreatMontrealbeforetheyreturnedtotheStates。Mrs。EllisonwasdisposedtolookuponIsabel’scompunctionsasakindoftreasontothesex，tobeforgivenonlybecausesoquicklyrepented。
TheEllisonsweregoinguptheSaguenaybeforecomingontoBoston，andurgedourfriendshardtogowiththem。“No，thatmustbeforanothertime，“saidIsabel。“Mr。Marchhastobehomebyacertainday；andweshalljustgetbackinseason。“ThenshemadethempromisetospendadaywithherinBoston，andtheColonelcomingtosaythathehadacarriageatthedoorfortheirexcursiontoLorette，thetwopartiesbadegood-bywithaffectionandmanyexplicithopesofmeetingsoonagain。
“Whatdoyouthinkofthem，dearest？“demandedIsabel，asshesalliedoutwithBasilforafinallookatQuebec。