For a moment her dreamy eyes seemed to lose their dreaminess and to be expressive of an infinite pain, as she answered with quite a fiery energy:
“I am not guilty!” She laid peculiar emphasis on the word “not.”
not“Then,” said I, quickly, “do all you possibly can to prove your guiltlessness”—and in order that there should be no ambiguity in my meaning, I added—“if you are the victim of anyone, for Heaven’s sake let it be known. For the sake of your lover conceal not the truth.”
“For the sake of my lover and the love I bear him I will die,” she murmured, with the dreaminess which seemed peculiar to her.
“Then withhold nothing from your solicitors,” I repeated.
“Go!” she said, peremptorily, as she sank into her seat again, and resumed her reading.
“Have you no message to send to Mr. Ki
