I've held off telling you the last few weeks, hoping you two wouldn't make it necessary, for I reckon I'm sort of a coward; but she informed me to-night that she couldn't marry you, being what she thinks she is, and knowing the blood she has in her I knew she wouldn't.

I figured it wouldn't be right to either of you to let you go it blind, and so I came in to tell you this whole thing and to give myself up." Gale stopped, then poured himself another drink.
"To give yourself up ?" echoed Burrell, vaguely.

"How do you mean ?" He had sat like one in a trance during the long recital, only his eyes alive.
"I'm under indictment for murder," said the trader.

"I have been for fifteen years, and there's no chance in the world for me to prove my innocence." "Have you told Necia ?" the young man inquired.
"No, you'll have to do that--I never could--she might--disbelieve.
What's more, you mustn't tell her yet.

Wait till I give the word.