«I dare say—I was sure—that is, I suspected so much,» answered Marston, breathing fast, and looking very pale. «I heard at the prison that the murderer, Merton, was fast dying, and now is in an unconscious state; and from the physician, that you had seen him, at his urgent entreaty, last night. My mind misgives me, sir, I fear I know not what. I long, yet dread, to hear the wretched man›s confession. For God›s sake tell me, does it implicate anybody else in the guilt?»
«No; no one specifically; but it has thrown a hideous additional mystery over the occurrence. Listen to me, my dear sir, and the whole narrative, as he stated it to me, shall be related now to you,» said Dr. Danvers.
Marston had closed the door carefully, and they sate down together at the further end of the apartment. Mar
