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"Believeto stride restlessly to and

fro, "the full significance of my conduct never occurred to me

until it was forced on my notice by--by another, and then--" he

paused and brushed the damp curls from his brow "To-day I tried to

write to Cleone--to tell her everything, but I--couldn't"

"So you decided to come and tell me first, which was very nice of you,"

nodded the Duchess, "oh, very right and proper! Well, sir, I'"

"First, then," said Barnabas, co down at

her steadfast-eyed, "you must know that my real na her brows "Mm! I like

Beverley much better"

"Beverley was my mother's name She was Joan Beverley"

"Joan? Joan Beverley? Why y-e-s, I think I remember her, and the

talk there was Joan? Ah yes, to be sure,--very handsoin to understand

You would suggest--"

"That she became the honorable wife of ilist and ex-chae inn," said Barnabas, speaking all in a breath, but

aze

"Eh?" cried the Duchess, and rose to her feet with astonishing

ease for one of her years, "eh, sir, an innkeeper! And your

mother--actually married him?" and the Duchess shivered