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The policemen urged her forward; the delighted train of gaping followers closed up the rear; and the captive Amazon, accepting her fate, extended the scope of her maledictions so that none in hearing might seem to be slighted. Then there came upon Lorison an overwhelming revulsion of his perspective.

Your deliverance depends upon yourself. Come." He led his companion up the stairway. Halfway up, Lorison caught him by the sleeve. "Remember," he gasped, "I love that woman." "You desired to know. "I Go on." The priest reached the landing at the top of the stairway. Lorison, behind him, saw that the illuminated space was the glass upper half of a door opening into the lighted room.

The policeman, perceiving that the interest of the entire group of spectators was centred upon himself and Lorison their conference being regarded as a possible new complication was fain to prolong the situation which reflected his own importance by a little afterpiece of philosophical comment.

I will hazard one question: were you not under the impression that you loved the lady you married, at the time you did so;" "Loved her!" cried Lorison, wildly. "Never so well as now, though she told me she deceived and sinned and stole.

Somehow, you two have remained strangely ignorant of each other's lives. Are you convinced now that your wife is not walking the streets?" "Let me go to her," cried Lorison, again struggling, "and beg her forgiveness! "Sir," said the priest, "do you owe me nothing? Be quiet. It seems so often that Heaven lets fall its choicest gifts into hands that must be taught to hold them. Listen again.

Again the priest steered them through the dim ways, but this time in another direction. His conductor was serenely silent, and Lorison followed his example to the extent of seldom speaking. Serene he could not be. His heart beat suffocatingly in his breast. The following of this blind, menacing trail was pregnant with he knew not what humiliating revelation to be delivered at its end.

"The main point," said the priest, when he had concluded, "seems to me to be this are you reasonably sure that you love this woman whom you have married?" "Why," exclaimed Lorison, rising impulsively to his feet "why should I deny it? But look at me am fish, flesh or fowl? That is the main point to me, I assure you." "I understand you," said the priest, also rising, and laying down his pipe.

"You are as legally and as firmly bound," said the priest, "as though it had been done in a cathedral, in the presence of thousands. The additional observances I referred to are not necessary to the strictest legality of the act, but were advised as a precaution for the future for convenience of proof in such contingencies as wills, inheritances and the like." Lorison laughed harshly.

"Will you never, never be sorry?" At last she was reassured. At the first light they reached upon the street, she asked the time, just as she had each night. Lorison looked at his watch. Half-past eight. Lorison thought it was from habit that she guided their steps toward the corner where they always parted. But, arrived there, she hesitated, and then released his arm.

"Good?" said Lorison. "I was thinking of this superior person whom you say you love. She must be a very poor sort of creature." "I do not understand." "Nearly," she continued, "as poor a sort of creature as yourself." "You do not understand," said Lorison, removing his hat and sweeping back his fine, light hair. "Suppose she loved me in return, and were willing to marry me.