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'I am Miss Carbury,' said Hetta in a very low voice

'Oh, indeed;--Miss Carbury!--the sister of Sir Felix Carbury?' There was sorated painfully on Hetta's ears,--but she answered the question 'Oh;--Sir Felix's sister! May I be perhter?' The story was a hard one to tell, with all the workmen around her, in the midst of the lu down upon her; but she did tell it very sie fro between her brother and Miss Melmotte, and her brother had felt that it would be best that he should acknowledge that it must be all over 'I wonder whether that is true,' said Melreat coarse eyes, with his eyebrows knit, with his hat on his head and his hands in his pockets Hetta, not knowing how, at the moment, to repudiate the suspicion expressed, was silent 'Because, you know, there has been a deal of falsehood and double dealing Sir Felix has behaved infamously; yes,--by G----, infaavewas over, and now he sends you here How am I to knohat you are really after?'

'I have coood,' she said, trehter at your party'

'Oh, you were there;--were you? It may be as you say, but how is one to tell? When one has been deceived like that, one is apt to be suspicious, Miss Carbury' Here was one who had spent his life in lying to the world, and as in his very heart shocked at the atrocity of aanother journey to Liverpool;--are you?' To this Hetta could make no answer The insult was too ive him back scorn for scorn At last he proposed to take her across to Bruton Street hi she walked by his side 'May I hear what you say to her?' he asked

'If you suspect me, Mr Melmotte, I had better not see her at all It is only that there er be any doubt'

'You can say it all before me'