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Updated: June 15, 2025


When the messenger returned with my letters, the Boulogne postmark was on one of the envelopes. At Romayne's entreaty, this was the letter that I opened first. The surgeon's signature was at the end. One motive for anxiety on my part was set at rest in the first lines.

By this means, the misfortune of Romayne's marriage having preceded his conversion might be averted; and the one certain obstacle in the way of any change of purpose on his part the obstacle of the priesthood might still be set up, by the voluntary separation of the husband from the wife.

Make your mind easy, reverend sir! Romayne's answer set everything right. He said: "I have thought of it till I could think no longer. I still believe that sweet woman might control the torment of the voice. But could she deliver me from the remorse perpetually gnawing at my heart? I feel as murderers feel. In taking another man's life a man who had not even injured me!

Over the water the still air carried the words distinctly to their ears. "Explain what?" It was Switzer's voice they heard, loud and truculent. "Just what you meant by the words 'slanderous falsehood' which you used to-night," replied a voice which they recognised to be Jack Romayne's. "I meant just what I said." "Did you mean to impugn my veracity, because " "Because what?"

We will revert to Winterfield first. I found him at his hotel, enveloped in clouds of tobacco smoke. Having led him, with some difficulty, into talking of his visit to Ten Acres Lodge, I asked how he liked Romayne's pictures. "I envy him his pictures." That was the only answer. "And how do you like Mrs. Romayne?" I inquired next. He laid down his pipe, and looked at me attentively.

Romayne held out his hand. "I hope I have not thoughtlessly hurt you?" he said. Penrose took the offered hand, and pressed it fervently. He tried to speak and suddenly shuddered, like a man in pain. "I am not very well this morning," he stammered; "a turn in the garden will do me good." Romayne's doubts were confirmed by the manner in which Penrose left him.

AFTER a lapse of a few days, Father Benwell was again a visitor at Ten Acres Lodge by Romayne's invitation. The priest occupied the very chair, by the study fireside, in which Penrose had been accustomed to sit. "It is really kind of you to come to me," said Romayne, "so soon after receiving my acknowledgment of your letter.

I said to Romayne, "If I answer you honestly, will you consider it as strictly confidential? Mr. Winterfield, I regret to say, has no intention of improving his acquaintance with you. He asked me to conceal from you that he is still in London." Romayne's face plainly betrayed that he was annoyed and irritated.

"SIR I am at last able to answer Mr. Romayne's letter definitely, with the courteous assistance of the French Consul in London, to whom I applied when other means of investigation had produced no result. "A week since the General died, circumstances connected with the burial expenses informed the Consul that he had taken refuge from his creditors, not in Paris as we supposed, but in London.

"The sooner the better," Winterfield answered, cordially. "Will to-morrow do by the noonday light?" "Whenever you please. Your time is mine." Among his other accomplishments, Father Benwell was a chess-player. If his thoughts at that moment had been expressed in language, they would have said, "Check to the queen." ON the next morning, Winterfield arrived alone at Romayne's house.

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