She felt instinctively that her triumph was burning fast to ashes.
"Keep clear," she faltered.
"Constance," he urged, approaching closer and taking her cold hand.
Was she to be the one to hold him back in any way from the new life that was now before him?
What if Drummond, in his animosity, ever got the truth?
She gently unclasped her hand from his.

No, that happiness was not for her.
"I am afraid I am a crook at heart, Murray," she said sadly.

"I have gone too far to turn back.

The brand is on me.

But I am not altogether bad--yet.