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For a moment in the profound trouble of the task before her she did not

understand what the question , she

whispered: "Anthony"

Her father, a red spot on each cheek, leaned his head back wearily in the

corner of the cab

"Anthony What is he? Where did he spring froroaned, "On a road," and closed his eyes

"It's too long to explain to you now We shall have lots of tis I could not tell you now But so We are safe as long as we live--nothing

can ever come between us"

"You are infatuated with the fellow," he re his

eyes And she said: "I believe in him," in a low voice "You and I must

believe in him"

"Who the devil is he?"

"He's the brother of the lady--you know Mrs Fyne, she knewin the country, in a cottage, with Mr

and Mrs Fyne It was there that we met He came on a visit He

noticed me I--well--we are married now"