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"Arthur Dynecourt!" cries the , covering her ghastly face with her hands

Florence regards her with surprise

"It was," she says at last "But how did you guess it?"

"I knew it," cries Dora frantically "He has otten cha over his victi down from a secret visit to the scene of his cri her arm, "if he should not have murdered hi hi rid of him! If this idea be the correct one, we itation of the past hours proving now too much for her, Florence bursts into tears and sobs wildly

"Alas, I dare not believe in any such hope!" says Dora "I know thatany mercy"

"And yet 'that man,' as you call him, you would once have earnestly recommended to me as a husband!" returns Florence, sternly

"Do not reproach me now," exclaims Dora; "later on you shall say to me all that you wish, but nowmust be done Shall I--shall I speak to Mr Villiers?"

"I hardly knohat to advise"--distractedly "If we give our suspicions publicity, Arthur Dynecourt may even yet find time and opportunity to baffle and disappoint us Besides which, weto do with it, and--"

"At that rate, if secrecy is to be our first thought, let you and o alone in search of Sir Adrian"

"Alone, and at this hour, to that awful roo from her

"Yes, at once"--firmly--"without anotherviolently

"Then I shall go alone!"

As Florence says this, she takes up her candlestick and o," cries Dora, tre at this instant, they are co into the roo adieus to Mrs Talbot, as she and her father intend leaving nextplainly that there is so amiss